why should you care

:: 2006 16 March :: 7.22pm

i feel worthless and unloved.

i wish casey would come and cheer me up

:: 2006 16 March :: 7.09pm

What the fuck am i supposed to do.

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:: 2006 16 March :: 6.43pm

"okay.
i love you.
i don't want to be mad at you, but i can't help it.
whether you meant to or not, you HURT me.
but i still care about you, so...i don't want to slit your throat. please."

EXACTLY! I love brooke.

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:: 2006 16 March :: 6.31pm

i need to go driving right about now....

:: 2006 16 March :: 5.58pm

I AM A FUCKING BITCH.

I HAVE NO PROBLEMS.
I AM HAPPY ALL THE TIME.
THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME OR MY LIFE.
EVERYONE HAS IT WAY WORSE THAN I DO.
I JUST WANT ATTENTION.
I ONLY MAKE UP PROBLEMS BECAUSE I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO.

I DON'T NEED COMFORT.
I DON'T NEED FRIENDS.
I DON'T NEED LOVE.

I WOULD BE HAPPY IF YOU PUNCHED ME IN THE FACE AS HARD AS YOU COULD RIGHT NOW.

FUCK ME AND THE HIGH HORSE I RODE IN ON.

:: 2006 16 March :: 5.21pm

i was sticking up for my friend
and there's nothing much to defend
it's a lost fight
it's a lost fight
cause when I talk to you on the phone
well it's just like being alone
it's not half right
it's not half right

:: 2006 15 March :: 10.45pm

"dont take it personally"

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:: 2006 15 March :: 10.02pm
:: Mood: uncomfortable

god, i feel like a villian....

:: 2006 14 March :: 9.35pm
:: Mood: jealous

god, now i hate myself even more...

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:: 2006 13 March :: 9.18pm

i wrote more postcards than hooks, i read more maps than books, i feel like every chance to leave is another chance i should have took.
every minute is a mile, i've never felt so hollow, i'm an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles.
my secrets for a buck, watch me as i cut myself wide open on this stage as i am paid to spill my guts.

:: 2006 13 March :: 8.47pm
:: Mood: depressed
:: Music: hear you me

i hate...

myself

when i try to do something good and it blows up in my face

wasl testing

school

boys

myself

Christina Marie Pena

and the fact that she is so much better than me

Mr. Eastman

Jed Zillmer

tofu

:: 2006 9 March :: 8.58pm
:: Mood: amused

"As someone whom lost their Grandmother to emphysema i can tell you it's confusing and that i dealt with it by learning to smoke.

because i fucking love the irony"

:: 2006 5 March :: 5.21pm

stab my back, it's better when i bleed for you