my stomach is hurting so bad.

i wish i had a job or out of this town.

i had really stupid dreams last night that i didn't understand, not only did they freak me out, but they depressed me for some reason, i think it's cause when i woke up i thought, "what am i going to do today?" i need to go back to school, my dad needs to do his taxes if i had financial aid i would be there every fucking day. there is nothing for me.

please help me. i'm fucking begging you.

i swear i'll never wake up again.

lindsey snores.

it's cute.

i hate you.

i'm pathetic.

tonight was good.

i think i know what's going on so i didn't hesitate at all.

she loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not, she loves me....

i'm reading it over and over
as my heart gets pushed back farther
and your lies become more clearer
i feel alive.
just throw me in your arms one last time
and spend another night
and than go to back to your life
of more lies.

"don't you think your cup is a little full" the conscious asked his owner.
"no" said the girl, "keep it coming"
and as the tea spilled out of the cup and onto the ground she was defenseless everyone could see what a weak soul she had become.

san fransisco this weekend with my friends.

a human being.

i want you to treat me like one.

black out.