December 2009
14 posts
“Half-awake, I leaned back on the seat with my head turned to the left and for a...”
– May 3, 2009
I'm just feeling so shitty.
I don’t want to start the new year until I’m happy and things are going right. It’s just annoying to actually hate so much shit like this. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to be all annoying and depressed, it’s just when I sit here and think about the past week, as much as I laugh and smile it’s only a temporary thing that fades so quickly. I always end...
December Twenty Third - December Twenty Fourth: I was at his house. It was unfamiliar, a completely different house from in reality. The living room was very large with a beige carpet, fairly dim lighting, and a dimly lit chandelier at the back hanging from the ceiling, above the stairs that I couldn’t see. His wife was there, and Madison, Natalie, and people who I don’t think I knew...
I wish I was happy with the way I look.
Why is that I feel so far low? People can tell just by the way I type messages to them which doesn’t make the least bit of sense to me. Am I really that bad at hiding it? I feel like I’m trying to reach out and let people hear me, but at the same time I don’t want them to. I don’t want to start crying every night before I go to sleep. I don’t want to feel so shitty.
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“Sooo depends on what you want in your mouth today haha.”
“You know what I want.”
“Why don’t ya tell me.”
