Unfortunately my weekend didn't really start until Saturday night. I missed the grad social on Friday cuz well...i had to work the next morning. Saturday was my bessstest friends 16th bday so i held a suprise bday party fer her at my place XD. That was not too bad...i was drunk by midnight lolz.By that time my friend had to leave :( n I was totally not ready to call it a night...SO...I called up...

Seriously, I wasnt to cry so badly and never stop. I'm not trying to feel sorry for myself, I'm just getting my feelings out.My boyfriend moved away and I really miss him so much. No one seems to understand. I don't blame them really, I am just so in love with him and I don't think many of my friends my age can relate. He just text me a little while ago and said that he doesn't think it will work...

fuck i cried so much last night. Rob left. i just want to be with him forever. Pretty girls or exs will take him away from me though. none of my friends understand. they think hes mean and he dont really love me. they just dont understand. im so pissed fer being sicko too >.> it ruined good shit. im scared to move cuz i dont want to fuck things up. it might be better if i stay. and Rob will...

I dont know what im going to do now. he has to leave and i love him so much. i was so so happy but now i cant even see past tomorrow. i need to see him so badly before he goes, i wont se him for months after he is gone. fuck. i want to cut and smoke and drink and do every drug until i cant take it anymore, but i promised. i HAVE to keep my promise, i cant break it again. i am crying and i just...

I nconsiderateL oathsomeO verprotectiveV ainE motionalY uckyO ffensiveU nforgivingS elfishO bsceneM aliciousU ntrustworthyC ruelH urtfulR udeO diusB itchyB itterU glyT erribleI gnorantH atefulA pologeticT reacherousE vilM iserableY oungS infulE xecrableL yingF REAK.>.> i know you will probably hate this journal entry Rob,but it's sooo true.at least i think so.i miss you sooo much!if i die...

fuck i dont know what to do anymore. my life is fucked. again.i tried to stop, but i couldnt. now my razr is bloody and by bf is bleeding too. ours names are carved into each others skin, but now my wrist wont stop bleeding. i dont feel pain. only pure hatred for myself. i DONT KNOW WHY i cut. i CANT STOP. he is cyring and i am bleeding. with no one around, no one can stop me. but i put the razr...

i wrap my arms around myself. tightly so i cannot breathe. i am cold, always so cold, always so still. as if my heart has given up at last and will never beat again. never hear his whisper. never hear his wings unfold. sitting in this silence, i am alone and waiting. so alone that even i have abandoned myself long ago. what remains there, all chained up and bleeding is a shell.empty. only a memory...

My lies claw at my stomach like a savage beast that wants out. I had thought I had finally killed this destructive disease, but it was only waiting, resting. But now it is fully aware of my weakness and awakening, starting to claw again. This horrendous shadow of hared bruises my soul, mutilates my thoughts. I’m trying to ignore it, but it does not like to be neglected. It tortures me, piercing...

Blue blood pulsing beneath my translucent skin. Calling to me. It’s so irresistible. Almost irresistible, but I grit my teeth and look away from the violet veins that prove to be so tempting, even for a human. I lay still and silent a few moments, listening to the rushing of blood through my tense body, the trickle down to my fingertips. For the millionth time, my wild eyes stray to my wrists,...

here goes...but wow me and my friends are soooooo wack!! hahaha-urination station-that's so straight ( as opposed to " that's so gay")-that person walks like they have a metal piped shoved up their ass.-what crawled up your ass and died?-i wouldn't piss up your ass if your guts were on fire-bend ova! i don't wanna die a virgin!-shut up for a while, i mean I LOVE YOU!!-cheer the fuck up!-i lost the...

Hi Angel, I hope it is all fine for you. I just want to you know that I love you. I love you more than anybody so you will come first in my life. I get through the day happy because I am going to call you later. You are my drug, everytime I talk to you, I feel high because you are my drug. My morphine. Get me? Maybe not. You were always by my side, through the good and bad times. I'm terribly...

Nobody knows me anymore. I am a stranger. you have no idea how much I miss you. sometimes I cry at night when no one can see. but I know you can see. you will always be watching over me. you hurt when I hurt so I try to be strong like you were. you were always there for me. my personal sunshine when my skies were gray. now my skies are forever black. no light to guide my way. I have become used to...

She cries for him at night and everyday she wonders if he is alive. Has he killed himself yet? Have they finally murdered him? Overcome with guilt and helplessness, she waits by the phone, by the computer, waiting to see if he was yet again tortured the night before. He wishes he could give her more, Apologizes for his own misery, shares the only thing that is truly his own, his son. They are too...

You are deaf, you don’t seem to hear my screams of agony. You are blind, you don’t seem to see the bruises forming where you punish me. There is too much noise, I am stunned my the endless nights alone, in silence, the early mornings when you finally stumble in laced with the telltale stench of someone else’s perfume. My body cries out for me to run, run away form the pain but my mind is...

a boy sits on a bench and watches the other children play. he doesn't know why, but the others call him names and beat on him a lot. the boy is slightly nerdy and looks a little awkward, but he has a kind heart that no one seems to see. his mother calls her son Amoro, for love, though she has no love in her heart for the boy, only for the permiscuis men that come and go. you're prpbabaly thinking...

I have happy dreams of rainbows and anorexics, voodoo dolls and diet pills. Then I have nightmares of preps in pink and anorexics, Barbie dolls and tweaks. When I wake up, I see a fat girl surrounded by happy cheerful get well cards, and anorexics and IV drips. A wanna be skinny trapped in a fat girls body. Locked in a sick girls hospital. I reach out for anything sharp, but the only sharp thing I...

My heart throbs through this hole you left. My pulse beats through this empty bloodless hole I’ve torn. White bone showing, laughing my own death in my face. Lies upon lies are written on my face mingled with tears of guilt, regret. This awful hole tears itself longer, wider. I cant escape it. It’s a mirror reflecting who I really am inside. I am the ugliness that you cant help but stare at,...