WARNING: Okay. This is going to be a tad (somewhat) emo.My name isn't important, but if you must know, it's Elizabeth. Preferably Lizzz. Multiple Z's, the better. I am 17 years old, and I tried to kill myself when I was 9. Then again, when I was 11, 13, 15, and now, 17.I must really fail at suicide, or my body is unkillable.Regardless, it's not like I want to die, it's more like I can't control...

Hello! I have a creative writing, short story, that due tomorrow. Everything is done, except, I need someone else, to help edit, and help me with my overusage of commas (is it really that obvious?).Anyways, just either contact me (by either, e-mailing me your e-mail, or likewise), so I can attach the document, instead of copy-and-pasting.***I just got out of my Student-Led Conference, which is...

Tomorrow is going to suck major balls for me.Reasons:1) I Broke up with my boyfriend. Crush his heart. Blah Blah Blah. I was alright dumping him. Every time I kissed him, it was like I was kissing my brother. Just plain gross.2) The ex, sent me a facebook message that basically made me want to kill. He basically admitted to cheating, by fucking of a girl, and making out with another, during our...

Boys are assholes.I recently just broke up with my boyfriend, and I was alright with that. But he got emotional and stuff, and I tried to cheer him up... Anyways, I find it awkward hanging out with an ex, so I've been avoiding him (horribly) all week.Anyways, he's been sending me messages over facebook, and this one makes me hope I tore out his heart and ate for breakfast, cause he makes me want...

FUUUCKKKKKKKKKThat felt good.Anyways, today, I broke up with my boyfriend. And now I feel like shit for making him feel like shit. I didn't break up with him cause he hurt me, I broke up with him, cause he deserves someone better, who really appreciates him and stuff. He's too nice for me. He's too emotional for me. He was in love with me and tore out his heart and ate it for lunch.And the worst...

HOLY FUCK is the best way to describe my emotions right about... NOW. I'm nervous, anxious, and stressed, all for tomorrow; tomorrow, I'll be waking up at 3AM, and ready by 4:15AM, and at the airport by 5:00AM.I'm going to Europe for 9 days with my French class. Spain, Italy, and of course, France, if you're wondering.QUESTIONS1. Are Americans that easy to spot?2. Is it really necessary for me to...

Random shit will happen.I remember taking my biggest hit/toke ever. It was so harsh. So it started when I got greens, and I was like 'I'mma torch it', so I lit it and inhaled for a good 30 seconds, like I couldn't believe my lungs could handle such a harsh substance, than I managed to hold it for like 20 seconds. I ended up coughing so badly, that I thought i was either going to pass out or throw...

BoyfriendI know you're falling hard for me, but it's so fucking hard for me to open up to love. It's beyond hard for me to trust anyone, let alone a person, who will probably be holding my heart. You scared me last night. Why?Love interest from 5 months ago (deep infatuation) Why did you start talking to me again? I've liked you forever, and you liked me. You told me you would break up with your...

I have a feeling, that my life is going to be like a Spanish Soap Opera (or a movie on the Lifetime Network), for many reasons.My love interest, from a few months ago (he cheated on his girlfriend with me), recently contacted me, and I still have feelings for him (of deep infatuation), BUT, I am currently in a seriously relationship with a boy, who is, seriously, in deep like with me, but I don't...

Since I live in the North West, we are deprived of one stereotype. The Guido.Why the Guido? Because I live in a city that is 90% white, 40% Super Christian, 20% Orthodox Christian, 5% Native American. 5% Mexican, 10% black, 30% Mormon 25% Agnostic/Atheis and 5% other.^^I mixed up the religions with the races. But it makes sense... sorta.And as you see. No guidos. No Italian-Americans (unless you...

I just don't. It's the woman's choice.Yadda Yadda Yadda blah blah blah.Life is better in threes. Like. In threes. Three meals a day. 24/8=3. Math. Bro. I just did math.I like Jersey Shore. Guidos, we don't have any in Spokane. sadface. My favorite is Snooki. She just so short, and I'm so short. And yeah, she's like a sister from a different mister.I might be really high. Yeah. Really high.Weed....

Imagine this:Your mom is your door-way to your room (aka safe room), and she starts squinting. Right off the bat, besides being drunk, squinting is one of the warning signs, that something isn't right. She starts off buy saying 'You've been a cunt to me'.Yes, that's a right, she said cunt. I mean, it's not so bad, because she been calling vulgar names since I was 3. But still. Not right.I didn't...

Is my new favorite site.No seriously. I find myself laughing when I remember a text or something.For example:(509): Dude, you just left me a 3 minute voicemail of pop rocks in your mouth. Im sitting right next you(215): i got kicked out of Barns and Nobles cuz i put all the bibles in the fiction section(919): so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I...

Oh, how I hate them so much.Basically, I'm going to rant, then post a very important question for the reason for why I hate boys, so if you don't like relationship (if you can call it that) problems, stop reading now.I've been in like with this one boy since the start of summer. His name is Dylan. He's totally gorgeous, and a good personality. And I made him nervous.It was last week when he...

Things that go wrong in my life:1. My dad works in Afghanistan, and he recently left, which brought back emotions that I'd rather not deal with.2. My mom is technically disabled. Which is a bummer cause she is also verbally and sometimes physically abusive.3. I have to get straight As in school, or I'll be disowned.and that's about it.Wait. My fucking best friend told me that she has lost her...

It's been about a month since I broke up with a friend. Not like a girlfriend or boyfriend relation, a friendship. I did it cause she lied to me. She hurt my myself friend, but why do I feel so... empty.I really liked her. I trusted her. But right now, I feel sort of used and abused.I really need to learn, to stop trusting everyone, who I meet. I keep getting hurt, and I blame myself.Happier...

My mom is a full blooded Native American. But you see, back them, if you were Native American, the white folk would take your children away and send them to boarding school. They would take our land, and slaughter our people.You may have ancestors from around the world, but this country is where my ancestors were raised. Ain't that freaky? Hint's "Native".So my my mom's dad didn't have his papers,...

It's one of those weird days for me. I can't pinpoint my emotions, and I cry randomly. And this is when I thank blog for waterproof/ mosh pit proof make up.I recently lost a friend. No, she didn't die. But she did break my trust, for the third time, and made my best friend cry. You know. I really miss her. I miss the way she could reply quickly to text messages, but what she did, is...

I'm not shitting you. It snowed a couple inches.It was so cold,that I had to double jacket, and double shirt. Yeah. Mother nature is a douchebag.Fucking retarded, and pointless. And the finals are starting Friday, meaning we have practice finals which are really really really pointless to the 4094230742 power.I have so much homework. And tomorrow is my mother's birthday. So I totally forgot to buy...

Okay. Let's start from what happen to what going on now.My mom drove me to school early today, and I this is the first time she has drove me to school. And you do know what I forget? My friggin' keys. Yeah. I should be slapped. Anyways, I got to school early for nothing, really.Really pointless shit. Like for my computers class. Yeah.Than I totally forgot that my best friend is coming home with...