November 28, 2009

So we were just laying there in his bed. Cold room. Single bed. He was holding me closer and tighter than I’ve been held in a long time. I had that feeling. “I think this is real.” He was so warm. His breathe smelled of cigarettes as I could feel him breathing on my neck. He’s all that I want. I hope this is real.

November 16, 2009

Im getting pretty sick of being alone

I’m lonely all the time and I’m always in a bad mood now, I have no friends to turn to and talk to about it or to keep me company on weekends so I don’t drown in my lonliness. I’m just sinking further and further into this depression. I’m fucking sick of it! I’m totally alone, I can’t stand it. I just want to be loved, maybe have some company once in a fucking while. Am I really that horrible to be around?

October 5, 2009

prank phone calls

gotta love ‘em, especially when they fuck up. someone pranked me tonight. they called a few times and just laughed and hung up, or just pretended to cry and then laughed and hung up. but one time they talked. and again it sounded like they were crying and i hadn’t said anything except hello, then they asked if i loved them and they laughed and i said i didn’t know who it was and they were like “wait, is this micheal?” and i said no, and they were like “fuck..” and hung up. yeah, gotta love em. fuckwits, crawl up your own ass and die.

October 4, 2009
September 29, 2009
September 25, 2009

it's so amusing

logging onto tumblr in the morning and seeing the totally random SHIT i posted when i was high as a mother fucker the night before
hahahaha

today has just been full of disappointment.

you don’t seem to understand how i am, hey. you say you get me but really you don’t. if you “got” me, you’d understand that i am a pretty fragile person, i’m the kind of person who needs reassurance, and i don’t think you are, and i think thats why you don’t think that what you’re saying hurts me.

does that even make sense?

today’s been shit,
the end.

September 24, 2009
September 23, 2009