The thought of going back to my room, that empty bed, and having flashbacks of when we were there last, makes me want to cry until I have no more water left in my body.I kind of wish we hadn’t slept there, because now that seems to be all I can think about.Simply put: I miss you.

I’m not entirely sure why you even like me. It’s kind of like you’re blinded by my many imperfections that are just tearing away at the seems of what you seem to believe is “perfection.”I think, because of that, I’m terrified that you’ll realize what you can’t seem to grasp at this point in time: I’m not perfect, I will never be. I’m a mess, and I show it

When I typed I typed Mibba into the .com section, I checked to see if it had mispelled it or something. IT WAS FLABBERGASTING.I kind of like it, actually. It's extremely easy to navigate and such, so I'm not complaining.So, anywho.I went to school for about an hour and got my report card. I FREAKING PASSED, WHOOO! Yeah, 'cause I really thought I was going to fail.Well, I'm offically a freshman....

My best friend needs help with frustration. She gets frustrated SO EASILY. It could be something as simple as blowing a bubble, and she starts to cry and get overwhelmed.Like, today, she untied my shoe and took it off and decided to re lace it. Apparently, she was trying to straight lace my Converse, but she kept messing up. She couldn't get it, and started crying and laughing at the same time. IT...

The world's population had disappeared. My mom, dad, and brother were the only ones still in existence. Everyone left had turned into cannibals. It was spooky.For some reason, my mom had gone into shock and was losing her mind. She talking all of this Gibberish, staring off into space, and not making any sense. IT SCARED THE POOP OUT OF ME.Then, in another scene that I remember, my dad and I had...

And the weirdest.1. I made my brother cry. UNINTENTIONALLY.2. I tried to climb onto my deck from the ground. It didn't work.3. I went outside and actually did something that involves physical exercise. WOW.4. I talked about anything that came to mind in the car ride back to my dad's. (divorced parents)5. I ate a ton of food today.That's pretty much what my day consisted of. BUT, I do want to...

I’ve been in a situation before where I was being spoken to, but my mind was in a total different place. I’ll remember something funny and I’ll laugh abruptly, whether the speaker made a joke or not. Whoever was speaking to me immediately thinks they’re a comedian, when in reality, they have no idea.I’m usually (more than 50% of the time) somewhere inside my head, thinking things over,...

This is probably the most pathetic journal you'll read today, or any other point in time, but I'm confused... Really.See, I'm totally in love with this girl named Sophie. She's one of the only things that keeps me going and chugging on with this thing called life. That's a lot of pressure to put on just one person, I know, but I just can't help it. I kind of need her.We both have feelings for each...

I guess I really do not know how to explain my feelings for you. They’re all kind of jumbled up and confusing. All I’m really aware of is that they’re POWERFUL. I tend to feel things intensely.It kind of scares me, but I suppose that is what’s going to happen when loving someone.Y’know… the future scares me. I have no idea what’s going to happen. It’s kind of like living on the...

Sometimes, when people talk to me, I’m in a totally different place inside my head. Other times, when there’s an awkward moment of quietness, I’ll laugh abruptly. People look at me like I’m on the verge of insanity when I do.But in shear silence of that one or two moments, you’ll happen to cross my mind and I’ll laugh at the severity of my attachment to you.That’s how insane I am.I'm...

I don't see myself as having a future. I mean, every time that I try to find some kind of significance in life, I'm always disappointed. Always.What's wrong with me? Are my standards too high? Am I being too real and pessimistic?I don't know. I just really need something to count on. Something that I can look forward to and be proud of. Something worth it in the end.I have no idea what's wrong...

Every day that I spend with her, it's taking away from the time that her ACTUAL best friend could be spending with her. Instead of hanging out with her, she's hanging out with me. Why? Because I'm in love with her. I destroying their beautiful friendship.It's my fault. She doesn't think so, but I KNOW it is. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't be having problems and Adreanna wouldn't feel so shitty...

I was a called hipster today. My brother's teacher had asked what kind of music I listened to the other day. And today, he poked my shoulder and asked me to show another teacher (whom I knew very well) my "cool" music... Here's how it went:Mr. Brian: *poke, poke* (I turn around.) Show her what kind of music you listen to.Me: *fumbles through my iPhone*Miss Hood: Hahaha. Dubstep?Me: No.. (Mr....

I have a horrible time expressing emotions. It's like trying to paint a vibrant, estatic picture using just black and white. I'm sure that it's possible, one way or another, but it's extremely difficult. I'm not exactly sure how to, anymore. Even if I did in the past, I can recall any recollection of ever doing so. It's like I've built a fortress around myself and reality. The only bridge that...

So, today, my school had high school orientation for all of the 8th graders. Well, that was interesting, I must say. I knew most of what the high school guidance counselor was talking about, so I didn't really pay attention. Oh, well.But, I shall ask some of you questions that I wasn't able to ask her. I mean, is high school hard? Are taking honors classes worth it? How are honors classes...

Okay, so, I'm sure that you all know that it was Chester the Cheetah's birthday yesterday. YEAH! You didn't know that?! It really was, I'm not adulting you.But, anyway! My school had free (baked) Cheetos that came with our lunches, which was nasty, by the way. It inspired me to do something for Chester, though. But, because I didn't go to town, I didn't have any cake mix and cheetos.I did that...

I'm pretty sure I've done just about everything there is so do at my house, alone...I spray painted random things in my lawn, painted some pictures and put them on my wall, played basketball with blaring "scremo" music, got chased by my cat, sprayed that same cat with Silly String, made faces on my bathroom mirror with Easy Cheese, drew a penis on the big Dry-Erase board in my kitchen, wrote a fan...

Okay, let's jump into this discussion, shall we?I honestly do NOT understand the importance in "being in a relationship." And by that, I mean, I don't understand why you would have the urge to make something like that "offical."You like/love this person, right? That person likes/loves you back, right? Now, what's the need to give that person a label to you?Does it have something to do with...

I really love you. I've never meant those words as much as I do, now. I guess that's probably extremely believable, due to that fact that very rarely has anyone ever had such significance in my life as you do.I have VERY litter, or none at all, experience in having feelings for someone. I now understand that the feeling is... WOW, bro... Really. Spectacular, in the least.Not that it's a bad thing...

My worst nightmare is having the one you love find out that you're not all that they thought you were, and then they go off and find someone better than you.I don't know if that's all that common, but it's one of my WORST NIGHTMARES. Along with being buried alive by a psycho rapist who lives in his mother's basement while his poor, selfless mother slaves over a hot, fresh pile of fish sticks ever...