Its my life, don’t you forget.











{September 10, 2008}   I’m terrified to live

I am.. I mean, i just want to know what would possess someone to cause physical or emotional harm to anyone on purpose.

Why are there shootings, and murders, and gang bangs and rapes and all of that. I mean, really.

I’m terrified everytime i get in my car to go somewhere. Everytime i’m home alone. I’m afraid to go out at night.

Life is so short. i dont want it to be wasted because some dumbass decided he wanted to kill me.

also; my grandmother is dying and im kindof emotional right now.

fun.



{September 4, 2008}   He told me he loves me (pt. 2)

:)

We were laying in bed together, you know- as most couples do…- And we got to talking. We talked about so much. How he kind of liked my best friend once a long long time ago. How our relationship has been rough, but its made us stronger. Different sexual things we should try… :p How he would bring me flowers everyday after i die, and if not i’d haunt him. :) But after it all, i told him how i’m always afraid of losing him and he’s the best thing thats ever happened to me, He looked at me (with SUCH an intensity) and told me that he would ALWAYS love me. No matter what. And i would always be his first love. to which i corrected, ‘only love.’ :)

it was one of those moments that makes everything else seem silly and irrelevant.



{June 26, 2008}   Breaking my own heart.

Its true.
I never see my friends or boyfriend anymore.

In fact, i consider myself pretty friendless right now. And probably boyfriendless soon.

I blame myself, really. who would want to be friends with me? who would want to date me? a damn fool, thats who. i wouldnt date me.

wow, ive always kinda wondered what a broken heart feels like… now i want more than anything for it to be fixed, but i’m the only one who can fix it. but i dont know how to fix it.

i never wanted to cry over a boy again.

i never wanted to cry again.

*sigh*

is dying too easy of a way out?



et cetera