February 2012
TMI TIME
My bladder is about to explode. In Boston. I’m about 3 hours from Maine and 4 hours from my bed and a Newport cigarette
8 Year old girl from Dublin tries to get her...
Blue October-Jump Rope
This is now my favorite...
Why are you messing with my….Mind!?
In my sick way I wanna thank you for holding my...
I should be loved by you. This I know I’d...
This song brings up so much
Blue October-Ugly side
I want to swim away but don’t know...
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Part of me really wants to cocoon myself from anymore harm. The other half screams take a risk because I’m a sad, lonely, fucked up person. If you deserve to be hurt, you will be hirt. If you don’t, you won’t. I strongly believe that I was something very horrible in a past life persay and now karmas reeking havoc on my heart. I wish there was an easy answer. I don’t know...
This day just keeps getting better as it goes.
Despite the fact that I had to leave Gretchen and head back to maine, I’ve found a social group and I’m actually on a decent bus with wifi and chargers for the longest stretch. I met a really nice couple that helped me find the right bus. I stood in the bolt bus line by accident, and they said the line next to me was the correct one. They were right. Also, I’m reallllly confused...
Yes! I am youthful.
Lol just got stopped by NYC port authority saying I was a runaway :P
They called my mom and it was just very comic. Next stop-Boston mass!
Well...
I’m not sure I could do that again. I feel like part of me fell apart while another piece built up. I’m not sure if this is bad or good. I really did have a good time, but I don’t know if I could Keep coming back to see Gretchen only to look at her and know she’s not mine.
When she holds me and takes care of me I just felt so much love and desire. My heart burned with it....
Ugh
I feel like an ugly, unlovable, fatass right now.
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