| people are such assholes. idk whyy. life is confusing as fcuk. we have so many options. so many goddamn choices. merr. i miss people. and things. spleh. |
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| are you fucking kidding me? how could something that meant so much now mean so goddamn little. fuck. |
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| i don't have any idea what i want anymore. i want love. i want...it. what's it, you say? i have no fcuking clue. i wish i still could talk about things. i've done my division! |
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| well, things have gotten better. much better. but then it can occassionally get a little worse. i don't know, i guess these are all gonna be like this. i would be a good heroin addict. |
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| relationships. what goes into them? i thought i knew. but i'm more confused than ever. bottom out. |
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