July 16, 2011

I’m a fucking idiot. Of course she doesn’t like me. I’m a fat ass loser with no self-confidence. I really should just give up. My days of being happy are over. Life sucks, then you die.

July 9, 2011

Fuck you. I love you. I’m right here. And you couldn’t give less of a shit about me. You just want the attention.

I don’t know why I put myself through this.

You should mean nothing to me, but in this point of my life, you are all I have ever wanted.

June 23, 2011

Haven’t been this nervous about something in a long time.

June 22, 2011

June 22, 2011
Who cares anymore?

I have always felt that moving all my life was a good thing. It forced me to be able to change, or more correctly, lie to people about who I am, the things I like, and do whatever it took to fit in.

I did whatever I could to have friends, try to be popular, and then, when the time came to move, I could emotionally disconnect from the people I had come to befriend, and move on to the next set of people.

But everything has changed. I don’t know how to make real friends. I am obsessed with a woman who I don’t think wants anything to do with me anymore.

I haven’t had a real relationship with a person in 3 years. and It’s a scary thought.

I am only getting older, and it’s only going to be more of a problem.

June 22, 2011
We’re all mad here.

We’re all mad here.

June 22, 2011
First, and possibly last, post.

Based on the amount of laziness already happening in my life, I’m not entirely sure I’ll ever use this again.

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