"How seamless seemed love and the came trouble!"

Every Fuckin Day.

This is a bad period

not this time but i mean litterally this one

.

Its bad.

I feel like a broken record but...

I'm just waiting now... Waiting for something to happen to me, something to happen to you, or an opportunity for me to help you in anyways... preferably the later. It's all I want to do anymore.... everything else is second. Find me someway. Tell me what I can do. Cause it's all I want...

I've fallen in love with two things this week...
The other one is tap... I LOVE it.

This is so much harder than I thought... please don't make it a waste.... It will be the most painful thing I've ever endured... just please learn something... about me... or about yourself... or about that he'll make you happier... just don't waste this... and make sure I'm the first person you talk to after. That's all I ask.

The moon hit my eye like a big pizza pie.

I just want to be wiser.

Our friendship is depleting... I just have nothing to talk to you about anymore. Its ok, life is going the way it should for you. You're friends with the right people now.

Our friendship is increasing... I just love you. Maybe I'm just being a copy cat but I just want to cuddle you and watch movies and stuff... you make it easy to be a kid and just get cozy, I love you.

You don't get one.

Mama

I love you.
I want to go back to the days when I would get flour on my face and make a power rangers face. And when I would cry not because I had dreamt of it, but because I had sat in a chair thinking about what I would do if you died. I wanna come summersaulting down the stairs and start crying and having you kiss my forehead and asking if it just hurt or if it just scared me and me replying through tears and infantile coughs, "Scared." I don't want to ever look at any girl in the face and I want you to sway all of my opinions like you used to and I want you to sing about my curly hair the way you used to. I wish there was any way I could pay you back for how well you've brought me up. Here I am crying, just thinking about my childhood and what you've given me. I love you, mom.

Wow... we're so good. At everything... this is good and I am excited to be your friend.

Whitesux

I'm sick of putting so much care and effort into you and seeing nothing back.
Everytime I fucking see you you shit on me.
You make evrything seem like it's gonna be fun and easy and then here we are ending up with me dissapointed and you feeling stupid.
Why do I keep investing in you?
I'm sick of your dissapointment.
It always ends up with you either being a bitch (to be at), Hard to bare, or just fucking boring.
Audi, Audi500.

Things should be better than they are.

Nothing is fun anymore. Fuck Chicago.

PFFFFFFFFFFFT... yeah right, you think I'm gonna write in my Blog? HA.

Uncomfurtable.