breaking hearts has never looked so cool

i hate losing what i write because i'm not a repetitive person. 'yr all i think about anymore'

dye your eyes the shade of your hair

i know this isn't as secretive as my mind but i just have to take the risk of someone reading it.

i wish you could be there for me, but i can't count on that
i wish they loved me too
i wish i wasn't always so tired
i wish i could stop being me, sometimes, at least
i wish it wasn't such a big deal
i wish there was a different reason for you saying no
i wish i knew what it was like to be okay
i wish i knew the future

i just can't handle this right now, and i don't know what it is i can't handle
i miss october. and last summer

make things alright again. i need you.

sometimes reading is bad

i just can't stop thinking about how..
i know i can't ever be that, but it doesn't stop me from wanting to.

and i know i don't know, but i still wish i did.

life would be easier if there was no need to sleep
but since there is and it's 2 am i think i'll get some

we're all trapped in the world of the living

people are meant to live where they live and grow accustomed to who they're given
then fall in love with them
and it's like they were meant to be, but they just changed themselves to be happy with someone else.

i'm never happy with anyone around me
does that make me so different?
or does that make me a rebel?

changing perspectives on life every ten minutes
i never remember if i was happy or sad when i woke up
what's a liar to do?

i feel guilty, and i honestly don't know what about
but i have this fascination with death
it's sort of fucked up

silly you, that's sooo 07.

words always seem to hide meanings, but the truth is they're all just emotionless.

i could never figure out how your chest could actually hurt when you feel love or heartbreak- it might be cliche to talk about it but honestly, i thought the only real pain was physical. i prefer to not have to deal with all of this bullshit.

so worn out lately

my teachers got me in a habit of sleeping during school.
it's nice but it doesn't last long.
i'm so sick of seeing everything in black and white.
people are ugly and so are their personalities, but colors aren't.

things are really kind of boring lately.
i haven't had a break since chicago in october.

after art i put my headphones in because life is so much easier to live when you don't have to listen to the people around you.

i keep thinking about you lately, but you've changed.
i don't really know what to think about it, so i ignore it.
don't let me down.

intoxicate me

merry fuckin 2008
cranberry cocktails and mimosas got me giddy
have fun
i know i will


love love love