December 2010
225 posts
So my car just died and my stomach hurts from stress…. I don’t even feel like drinking now. What a shitty new year :( Trying to be sexy is also a fail. As usual. Sighhh.
I can’t decide what level of drunk I should allow myself tonight since I’m not driving…lol
It’s like every new year I wonder where the time went and why doesn’t anything feel any different?
So I’ve had this for two years and now just lately I can’t write what I want anymore. Thank you private blog option. Don’t worry you don’t have to stalk me anymore.
I love how I don’t even have the freedom to blog however I want without you reading this now, cool. You think you know anything? Stop trying to catch me in doing something wrong, because that’s literally all you’re doing. You say you trust me? bullshit.
I’m done being pissed off and alone, leaving.
You see me when YOU want to. We fuck when YOU want to. I sleep over when YOU want me there. I’m fucking done, you say I’m so controlling… are you blind? Do you really smoke yourself into this self absorbed-coma? I do everything for you and everything you want. All I’m left is completely feeling completely used.
“Just tell me how you love it.”
I’m tired of this feeling. I just want to hide from it and pretend there’s no demons biting at my ankles constantly.
You really think I have secrets? You must be insane…
Something tells meeee
I probably won’t be getting that necklace tomorrow, gay.
I never realized how much I love sleeping with you every night. There’s so much less fighting and it’s just a content feeling of being together. Dare I say I’m feeling happy? haha I feel pretty sick though I hate throwing up. :( Bad choices tsk tsk tsk.
come get high with me, and fly with me….
jk no work apparently, fuck yes.