I get that it's hard to make friends for a lot of people - but it's hard for me in a different way. I don't like chat buddies, or acquaintances. It frustrates me because I'm the type of person that wants to actually know a person. This is why I've never had a lot of friends, because I want to, not entirely skip the "getting to know each other" phase because that part can be a lot of fun - but I'm...

...every time I doI dream I'm drowning in the o c e a n . . .Rise Against your music has been like a friend to me.I made a decision tonight. Which is a big deal considering I've never been so dumbfoundedly confused before in my life.The day before yesterday I returned home. I missed my dog while I was gone and the weather has been great so last night I took her for a car ride. She had fun, I ended...

I'm aware nobody reads these things. I barely have any friends on here anyway. Heck, I barely have any friends left at all. I thought I was kind of done with writing... but here I am typing away. I can't stop thinking - but I don't know what to think. God I want to die. I can't sleep. And if I do sleep I constantly wake up from dreaming about him. I have to force myself to eat. I have to force...

I feel like I shouldn't write about this. Not only because I am supposed to be cleaning my room and getting ready to leave the state tomorrow; but because I want to believe I'll get better. Somewhere down the road I will be okay. But I'll see this blog entry and I wont know whether to read it again or delete it.I've never felt so completely unhinged. I've hurt, bad, but never to the point where I...

I'm back again... e.e and to find none other than a TOTALLY NEW MIBBA!!like WHOABut - according to my blog it was nine months ago that I said I would be ready to post my new story soon because I was working on the last several chapters out of say around thirty... -blush-That obviously didn't happen.A lot has been happening... and I never finished my story because I've began questioning whether or...

Ok... I'm loney.and pathetic...I either hate myself, or just feelings in general.You know what? I actually got to this really sweet spot once, not too entirely long ago...Honestly, I didn't feel anything.And I'm not saying that in a "oh I was so upset/sad/depressed I don't even know how to describe it so I'm going to use the words 'i didn't feel anything' " way - I'm saying it in a "i really didnt...

So... I'm only just realizing that whenever I buy something for myself, I'm weighed down by this guilty feeling. I haven't really noticed it before now, but now that I've been thinking about it I'm finding that it isn't something new or all that uncommon for me.Right now, I want to buy an ukulele. I've always wanted to be able to play an instrument so bad, that sometimes I actually get depressed...

First things first...Hey there.How YOU doin? ;D...YYEEAAHH I've been gone for a long time. I believe my original reason was because I got busy with school. Still busy with school but I'm getting close to being able to post my new story. I'm working on the last few chapters and when I'm finished I'll post each chapter at week intervals. I hope at least some people like it xD I'm not looking for a...