January 2011
when i think about, what have my friends ever done...
these are great, theyre like sex except im having them
shout out to my homies in cell block 8 being in jail sucks because you always have to masturbate
just spent two days with one of the best girls ive ever met, why on earth i let her go is beyond me, but shes back now, i have a second chance and im going to persist with this one
i swear to god everything is going to be okay!
i dont want to be anxious anymore, i know i shouldnt be scared but this little prick i call my stomach has a mind of its own
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so glad that i can finally listen to man overboard again now that were back together where we belong
When my P.E teacher tells me to run, i'm all like
mindundermatter:
“and i wont forget about the burden buried deep inside my chest”
– burden - balance and composure
will you remember me? past the time and past the...
youre going to go there right before i redeem myself, im ready to revive myself, to bring myself back to life, and youre going to leave me there, waiting… im going to miss out because theres an anchor that i couldnt see
eight hours today, wishing tomorow would hurry up...
only reason i wont die, cant stand the tears in her eyes
i havnt slept like that in a while, quite refreshing
worlds biggest sigh
i feel so fucking heavy, i feel like there is an anchor sitting at the pit of my stomach. its fucking unbearable
i hope it kills you to know that im doing worse now
i wont let them take you, i wont let them take you, hell no, no