i havent been this low in months
im fucking breaking down— just because of this stupid paper.
Wish I had somebody to talk to right about now
I certaintly wont miss Bita and i can say that honestly. Does that make me awful?
Im not sure if its my actual mother i miss or just the idea of her.
Why dont i have any respect for the people i should have respect for?
Everything hurts you know? and im just trying to get things done. because i cant live like this— suffocated and all.
Ive always had a hard time caring for people who actually deserve my concern. i dont know why.
Im starting to hate myself again, things are unraveling more and more as i get closer to the school year. Bad habits that i had hoped were long gone are each revealing themselves again, like little devils come to end me for good.
I fucking hate myself
My ipod is quite literally the soundtrack to my life.
FUCK! im so stupid! why didnt i do anythnig when i had the chance!!!
I only write about myself when im upset.
I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy...– Oscar Wilde (via seabois)
I feel like writing now. Damn.
I’m not. Not anymore.
i hate being the one to make plans, why can’t anyone else seem to make any decisions.
They answer two hours late, and then make me wait another hour. By then it’s too late and i don’t even want to go out anymore. No you ruined it. I should have just gone out by myself. I am not down to leave my house at five fucking o’clock. I have other shit to do.
Ugh i hate people, man.
Im slowly finding my confidence. But i feel like at the ssme time im racing way ahead of everyone. Too far for them to reach. Do i slow down for the sake of relating to my, and i use the word reluctantly, “current” friends?
Just keep following the heartlines on your hands, ‘cause i am!
Ordinary people are boring, but almost all have potential and only when you become extraordinary do you become truly beautiful.
WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY FRIENDS.
i hate everyone.
i don't know anything. yet.
I’m just a lost scum sucker doing the hardest thing known to anyone here or there— attempting to not merely exist but live, live with a purpose. something that makes all this struggling worth it.
I only pick when im stressed now (an improvement) but unfortunately that’s been the past couple days.
I like typing there’s more of a flow to it. What I mean is, It’s easier.
I seem to have an issue writing anything poetic in hand, perhaps it’s my terrible handwriting— or maybe I just can’t write at all.
make me smart like her, make me eloquent like her, make me see the world through a lens like she does or better yet let me be part of her life.
I’m a shitty writer, that’s why i stopped.
I’m a shitty photographer why do i even try
I’m in love im in love im in love im in love im in love im in love what do i do now?
Do i recall anyone being there for me when i was going through this? … No i cant say that i do recall receiving any help. Apparently my best friend was not even aware that i was going through such phase.
I feel like i dont like my bestfriend anymore, i dont like her as a person.
stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid
I feel ugly. can i start over?
“what makes you think he has feelings for me?” “he never touches you.”
Tomorrow i will be strong.
Destroyed my face. In ireland. A new low even for me. And now i cant even cry myself to sleep with my mom here.
I am in ireland and i hate myself and want to die right now.
Kinda hate my life
today is just a dark dark day for robsten fans.
I am so so so heartbroken right now i cannot believe kristen would do that… jesus. fuck kristen, you hurt a lot of people you know that? i still love you to death, of course, youre one of my idols. but, this really really hurts. jesus and Rob how could you do that to him. i know, it was a mistake, and i cant imagine how horrible you must feel right now, im so sorry you have to feel this way,...