May 2011
44 posts
Dejected.
I’ve learned a lot the last few days.
I’ve learned not to be so naive. The people who you expect to be there for you always find a way of letting you down.
You know.. I’m not going to write this in code like usual. I’m going to use names for once.
So this is about my mom. I needed her more than ever the last few days. And she wasn’t there, out of her own...
First Post
theshossboss:
I Made a post
That awkward moment when you see someone from...
And they used to look like this:
And now they look like this:
And you’re like:
all my posts are negative..fact.
i’m not really sure where this post is going to go.. nowhere good, that’s for sure. i hate ranting on here, cuz everyone can see. but there’s nowhere else for me to really write anything.
i’m sick of not feeling good enough for people. one person inparticular. and how their past always has a funny way of creeping up on me. it will never go away, and that’s hard. cuz...
ouch.
“I can only be a dick when I’m talking to you.”
well that hurt.
can't even think of a good title
no matter how much you tell me, i know i’ll never be good enough. because it’s just not true. what i think and what you tell me are completely different. i never think i’m pretty or anything else you say, cuz in my mind you never felt about me the way you felt about other people. idk if i’ll ever shake that feeling.
i really just wanna go to bed and sleep for the rest of...
"those who survived in spite of their mother's"...
i will never turn out like my mother.
that is one promise to myself i’ll never break.
