I honestly used to think I was a pretty good person until I was told I’m not. I thought I was the only one who criticized me so harshly but again, I’m not. This has really fucked with me though. I’m scared to speak or do things… I can’t be. I don’t know how to be myself, I’m very unsure of my every move. I think one thing and it’s wrong. Everything I say, do, or think is absolutely...

I wish I could openly cry infront of you. Tell you all of my worries and fears. I don't want to be judged or told to stop crying. I want to be held. You don't have to say a word. I need you to listen. I know you think it's silly and redundant, I don't have to be told. Just hear me, be there for me. I need support, I need your love. You always said I can talk to you about anything but I don't feel...

Every time I go to a concert I always make new friends.My Chemical Romance, April 19th 2011, Stephanie and I met a mother and her daughter in line. We got to discussing our personal lives and she informed Sanders and I that her son was in a band and should be arriving shortly to see the show as well. While in the venue the mother watched my purse by the bar while we went to mosh. In the pit we met...

I have this friend and he's a writer.Mind you, he doesn't write fan-fiction, but he has fantastic poetry which he gets published.We were talking the other night and I sent him my mibba link.He read my stuff and commented to me about it.I was saying how I get blocked a lot and that the majority of what I write I deem "shit".He told me that he writes something every day no matter what.It doesn't...

You know, I find myself stuck.I'll go to write a poem or a song to fit how I feel and all I come up with is like.. a song already written.Right now I'm angry and beaten down.Restless Heart Syndrome is the ONLY song coming to mind.I hate that.I mean, I love that song but I hate that I can't make my own.How the FUCK do I get this out of me?How...I don't want a blog to be my way out. I just don't.I...