i started cutting again.i haven't really cut like this since the 8th gradebut i got a small dog, so its a perfect excusebut i dont know why everyne is making such a big deal of cutting cause its notit doesn't make you coolerit doesn't make you look more bad assits just a way to get your emotions outi'm a hypocrite thoughi supports to write love on her armsyet i'm a suicide risk.i just don't know...

here loyalty isn't played outit doesn't mean anythingbut it does to meand it breaks my heartdon't make me doubt the fact that we're "best friends"this is one of the reasons why i don't trust peoplewhy i'm such a cold bitch sometimesits cause i know that someone will fuck me overthey always doso there's my explanationi'm tired of being disappointed in peoplearen't you?i mean i know i know its high...

I went to the surgery center at 7:30 with my mom. Since I’m a minor she had to be there the whole time. Which I feel bad for her cause I was in recovery for 5 hours. The whole thing was a blur, the next thing I know is I’m in the car on the way home. Things went downhill from there, I realized that it wasn’t the side of my throat hurting from the surgery, but the immense swelling of my...

its not that i want to kill myself i guessbut that i want to dielike i'm getting my tonsils out righti hope to god, moses, budda or whoever to let me just not wake upwhen i'm in the car i just wish it would just hit mesometimes i stand in the middle of the street to let a car it hit mebut someone always calls my name out or the car itself stopsi don't want to kill myself because i don't want my...

i swear it really didits like an enormous upchuck of clothesi don't want to clean it thoughyou know what i found out about mibbai can be myself; unlike myspace where you have to lie on there because you see all those god damn people every fucking daydon't get me wrongi'm not anti orange countyi'm not emoi'm not a prepi don't believe in those so called steryotypesi don't act like i feelmy frame of...

damn them and their evil plansits like they know i'm getting them taken out in a weekso they keep flaring up just to spite mehorrible parts of my anatomyanyway; so my brothers leaving for college tonightit's kind of bittersweetbecause i'll miss himbut at least my parents will stop comparing me to his achievementscollege can suck my non existent dickas hard as i try; there will always be better...

The worst feeling in the world is wanted to do something great, but never having the ability to do so. Oh sure, everyone says your “capable” or you’re “smart” but in the end in all comes down to you. And you know that you can’t do it. So you feel like a big dumb loser. You’ll hear an inspirational song, and go “Damn, why can’t I do something like that.” Or you’ll read an...