Spaghetti-Day!

Sunday, April 27

Soo yeah.

I feel like shit today.
I don't fucking know, I want someone to share my life with.
But I'm stupid, and no ones here.
I feel like shit today.

Posted at 10:54 AM | 0 comments

Tuesday, April 15

Sean.

I told Sean not to get the bathroom all greasy, cause mom would flip out and ha was like...

"I'm not scared of that little fucking troll"

Posted at 1:40 PM | 0 comments

I wish I were dead.

End.

Posted at 8:47 AM | 1 comments

Sunday, April 13

Days.

By day I feel like shit, by night I feel worse.

Help.

Posted at 12:38 PM | 0 comments

Thursday, April 10

Default.

No regrets.
None.

Posted at 8:30 AM | 0 comments

Monday, April 7

Fuck Everyone.

FUCK EVERYONE.
FUCK EVERYTHING!!waes;'klf ad;s koff mnjds'
f'ds kfads f,mzdxsad[f'skg vadbfs

Posted at 12:42 PM | 0 comments

The Last Day.

It went as normal.
A little school, a lot of home.
We cuddled, watched t.v., talked.
Did all the normal stuff.
Time went by fast, and next thing I knew, it was time to leave.
I cried, he cried too.
I said goodbye, and he said I Love You.
I didn't want to go, it's just so nice in his arms.
We walked down to Ryans, and just looked at eachother.
Some more time slipped by, and it was really time.
We hugged for a few secounds.
Gave a little kiss.
I said see yah later, and gave a little smile.
Started walking down the street, and my thoughts started racing.
I turned around to give one last look, and there he was.
Behind the glass looking back at me.
I kept my pace and threw him a smile and a wave.
I kept walking, and never looked back.
That might be the last day I ever saw him.
Shitty.

Posted at 12:14 PM | 1 comments

Saturday, April 5

I miss him so much.
So much.

Posted at 3:06 PM | 1 comments