January 2009
9 posts
You have no idea what you mean to me.
and you may not ever have any idea.
such is life. “Everything just is” well i’ll try. and i’ll try hard. but it still sucks.
i cant do it.
i can’t deal with this anymore. i’ve reached a breaking point. i want remission from all these thoughts but there is a part of my brain that is refusing to let me forget about this. i know that i know this is wrong. but knowing there is nothing i can do about should be helping me chill out a bit. but i cant help but envision that there is a way out of this, a way to elude all this...
brilliance
You keep your riches and I’ll sew my stitches, you can’t make me think like you, mundane. I’ve got a message for all those who think that they can etch his words inside my brain T.V., what do I need? Tell me who to believe! What’s the use of autonomy when a button does it all? So listen up, glisten up closely all, who’ve seen the fuckin eye ache too. ...
My little red notebook has absorbed bits of my...
willowtreemice:
“Do I write these things because I genuinely want to, or is there some sort of image I’m trying to convey? Do I want someone to find this and think I’m awesome? What will they think of me if they DO find it? Hello, you’ve found the notebook of me. Right now it’s new, but hopefully it won’t be now…when you’re reading it, I mean. Maybe you found it in a time capsule, or in a...
Ah.
I’m tired of the way it feels I only apologized to you to make you feel better But I think I’ve outgrown that horsehair sweater. I’d rather be alone You’re bout as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers, But pain will roll off like water on feathers.
listening to incubus just makes me love brandon boyd even more than i thought i could. his voice and his lyrics put...
As usual.
history repeats itself. i’m destined to have a shitty love life forever. i’m destined to never get anything i want. i’m destined to lose everything before i even had it. i’m fucking destined to be a miserable walking contradiction of myself. i should just cry. i should just let it out. i just know i’m stronger than that, so i wont let myself do it. i can’t let...
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I’ve been cleaning my room like a beast lately. I’m really excited though cause im down to only one layer of shit on one part of my floor. I made a dent WOOO. I’ve also been hanging out with my friends a lot more lately. Although everytime I stay in for even one night it makes me want to stay in a lot. I dont know why. I think I have some issues to be attended to in my head. Well...
I don't need you and I don't need a break.
I guess everything is fine. I guess things are going alright. I’m never fucking satisfied. but why should I be? The only positive thing I can think of right now is that I get to keep my job. I mean what the fuck? shouldnt there be more? I feel like there should be more.
Wanting what I can’t readily have is really starting to get to me.