i am afraid there's a hole in my brain

i wish i were more important

fargo is a good movie

good evening.

too much

ssdgsdgasdgadsgdas

sometimes when i am sitting
alone
in the dark
reading those words

my body seems to disapear
i can float away
from this

i think that if i sit there long enough, someday i can fly away

a can of worms

before i could stop myself, i wrote 'love' and then my name
it was an impulse
and even after i crossed it out, it stuck in my head
i hate that word sometimes
just because it's such a big deal. i don't throw it around, of course not
but doesn't it seem to you that if you are pretty sure you feel that way, it's okay to say it? even if it seems too soon or something?
maybe not...

infatuation maxes out at two months anyway.
shit.

what is this then?

p.s. i'm going to regret posting this later

p.p.s. i hope she still thinks about you. i hope she regrets

p.p.p.s. it's not like anybody reads this anyway

carry me home.

For some reason, I keep thinking about that first dream about you that I had. I wish that dream had come true. But whenever I look over at you smiling back at me, I kinda feel like it's better this way..

I can't believe

how long it's been since I posted.

A week or so, but still..

I just keep forgetting, or I think about it, but I don't feel like I'm inspired or anything, and that whatever I'd write would just be total crap, y'know?

Hm. That's pretty accurate to everything I post, though.

while my mother waters plants, my father loads his gun

I do not know why I am opening this up when I have nothing to write about. I learned something new today, about you. It didn't necessarily make me happy. Not at all. It made me disappointed and feel .. not special.

I guess.
No, I don't guess. I know that. I'm way too sensitive.

I kind of wish I had stayed in tonight, mostly because I'd have been better off not knowing about that.

I'm so tired of my insecurities jumping the gun. Of my heart being heavy about stupid things that a normal person wouldn't worry about. Not that I'm special, or anything. I just don't think that my emotions are.. in check.

I'm glad that my mp3 player is fixed.. I will be thinking about happy things for the rest of the night.