random notebook paper thoughts:

"the weakness i feel, i must finally show."

i used to write you love letters, and now i realize that i do not love you. i know you & you make me cringe.

i'm afraid.
even though i'm over you, who's gonna want me?

i've got to be more careful with myself.
i've got to be more careful with myself.
i've got to be more careful with myself.



"a white blank page and a swelling rage, rage
you did not think when you sent me to the grave, the grave
you desired my attention but denied my affections, my affections"

fucking breakups are so typical.

always.

give it two months and then yr ex is trying to pull the same rubbish he used to throw at you.

"hey, look. i'm an ironic-white-rapper-wannabe. i need a thug girl."

HEY DUDE. that worked on me..for a second; get some new fucking material.

blah. i hate hormones. what little bitches.

so the new year is here, finally.

day five.

almost a week in.
i appeal to get back into school tomorrow, and as much as i've been looking forward to it, i've become nervous.
to stand in front of a bunch of strangers, only to list my fuckups to them.
bleck.

i'm still enjoying being free. a single, free bird lady.
i still haven't stopped smoking ciggies.
one can quit smoking everyday, youknow.
whatevs.

it is eighteen degrees outside.
the cable guy is here. [parents house]
all i wanna do is shower and flee back to murfreesboro.
i love my roomie and our little house, but it's definitely smothering me.
i need so so much more room to function properly, really.

my coffee is getting chilly.
i need some income.
please, dear God, let this year be my year.
i know You won't let me down.

cause i'm always late;

THE NEW YEAR IS ALMOST UPON US! yessssss.

i wish my daddy would go to sleep so i may have a smoke before i lay my head to wait on santee claus.

christmas eve baby.

sitting at home sweet home.
about to enjoy a late dinner.
everything is so calm here.

i hope my attitude is better tomorrow.




merry christmas to all, and to all a good night<3