May 2012
1 post
Watchkentballs:
stonecoldsteveaustin:
It’s a sad, sad world
this is danger personified.
I love the song she’s singing its the first of 3 Fiona Apple songs I sing Thursdays at the bar
April 2012
10 posts
Today there was no sadness
Tonight there will be no tears
Tomorrow I expect no laughter
I expect no cheer
No pain can touch me
No pleaser can sooth me
No darkness will grasp me
No light can find me
I do not love
I do not hate
I will never be angered
And can never be proud
I am numb
Finally numb
Again?
Im a cowered ill admit it I can’t confront some ppl and I never will. I wish I could though then I’d be able to say how I feel used hurt and tired I can explain how confused I am. I am an extremely jealous person anyone who knows me knows I always have been and always will be we can’t all be perfect.
So along with being a cowered im also a liar or at least I was. Im not lying...
DONE
I am not an object
I am not a whore
I am not a councillor
I am not a police officer
Im not second choice
And im nobody’s back up plan
Im sick of almost everyone I know fitting me in 1 or 2 of those slots till the people who clame “care” decide to care about ME and not what I can do for them im done Im on strike deal with it.
Band aid!
freehugslg:
So I can’t reply to your post, and I’d prefer not reblogging it… SO..
Your plan sounds FANTASTIC and I completely agree, but the van better be purple ;)
I enjoy the thought of never having to deal with those things, that sounds.. relaxing!
But sorry, personally I don’t want a Mexican chick
other than that… sounds good :)
Don’t be picky what else am I gonna find u in...
Bandaid
Ok so here’s the plan: Everyone SUCKS but us the past few days have shown this so were buying a van. We are going to paint the van purple and live in it. We will then drive around for years and years selling random shit we make for gas money. We never have to deal with killer moms and demon Jess’s. Just me u our purple van and the open road we could even drive down and live in Mexico...
And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad the dreams in which Im dying are the best I’ve ever had
Can't sleep at all
My minds going a mile a minute im happy im mad im confused. I kinda feel like I may be having a slight breakdown but with no recollection as to y… I feel like a what not a who an object to be used (PS nothing brought on any of this just lying in bed looking into darkness…. im a mess)
February 2012
13 posts
Maybe I'm high...
…so maybe I’m paranoid
Simple minded
I’ve always been simple. I’ve always been slow. I’ve always had my “moments”. I’ve never been a fool.
I’m brave, scared, strong, weak, smart, dumb, whole, broken, happy, sad, confused, used, angry, content, high, sober, drunk, dying, living, laughing, crying…. I’m empty and lost in need of salvation my mind if full but blank and if u think u...
3 years yet still scared?
How can I still be so scared of my stupid evil ass licking cunt faced douche of an ex that if I only THINK I see him in public I feel the need to hide, cry run or finally walk up and get my peace by fully bitch flipping and tearing that disgusting piece of shit a new one. I probably should mention I saw my ex on the skytrain, lucky me. I was so scared he’d see me and talk to me I started to...
Bleah
Wishing I could spend the 14the with a super amazing man <3 ill for sure be thinking about him the whoollleee day and ill hopefully Skype with him that night ;p just sayin lol
Hey Ginger
U should vent ur cheesy on me and send flowers to my work Valentine’s day :p (fucking chick flicks Nicole I blame u)
Well
Ya today’s a write off woke up to stress and the sound of a pissed off 3 year old yup back to bed for another 2-1000000000000 hours
Bleah
I’m getting that knotted feeing in my tummy =( but oh well I know everythings fine. I stress to much time to chill and sleep.
Ummmm
My mind is nothing but static yet my note books full. Nothing that makes sense but wow I think a lot in 12 hours. :) but most times I think about the sexiest kindest and most amazing man I know <3 and that makes 12 hours zoom by
Dear Ginger
Calling the soulless rug muncher I love so dearly. I know you are a creeper face so I know you’ll notice this. I love u more then a ton. In the past 6 years u have remained a constant shoulder to cry on. Through all the crap we have both been through and are going through has done nothing but make us stronger. You are strong and amazing and fighting for who u love and I’m proud of...
Fear No More
Its silly to think everything in life should be easy. As more time passes I’m starting to realize something worth it is worth fighting for as cliche as that maybe. I really wish I could just close my eyes wake up and have everything the way I want but that’s not gonna happen so its time to start setting goals.
Goal one - School, its time to get my ass in gear I’ll be 20 in July...
again and again
Loops are loops and stay that way… waiting for then low part of this one. I mean only a matter of time right <3 confused as fuck
January 2012
1 post
Here we go again...
I hate the movie Groundhog Day, I never EVER want to see it again, however I seem to be living this annoying little flick. I’m in love, head over heels all I can think of sappy gooey love. This is where Groundhog Day plays in. I’m in love with someone WAY to fucking far away and this along with a few other and lesser benefactors has created a sort f loop. What is the loop you might...
