I can’t seem to keep my eyes open. Always sleeping. Always closing my eyes… just… for… a… minute……….

It’s been thirteen hours again.

Where did my day go? My week? My month?

It’s so tiring to think. I’m going to close my eyes again… just for a short nap… real quick……..

What is wrong with me?

I have a thing for her, I won’t lie. I’m afraid to tell her. I’m leaving on June fifth… why the hell would I want to start anything? Plus… what if she’s not feeling it? I have to see her nearly everyday. That would just be awkward. Oh well… my last day there is the 29th. I’ll never see her again.

I’m glad him and I have been spending time together. I do love him. Oh, so much. It’s so refreshing to feel it in return. Sadly, only to let go soon. I won’t regret any of this.

Letters from home

That may never come

Unspoken words

For the one on the run

Hiding from faces

Not listening to the world

Living in her very own

He listened to me

With his ears, his eyes, his heart

He talked to me

He actually spoke!

To me, to me, to me!

His emotions

His thoughts

His life

I finally know

It’s nice to have trust in someone again

To know that they are real

And your best friend

Just like before

Thank you..

Nevermind. I got there and they wouldn’t let me in because I forgot my id. And my friend’s band was up next. =[ I couldn’t see. I’m pretty disappointed.

The rainy day is pretty cool, though.

I’m going to go..

She’s hot, huh? lol

Yum.

Hi.

I’m going to see my friends play a show at The Waiting Room. Then picking up someone. Then going to get L. Then going to sleep. Then going to do laundry. Then going to work. Just a forewarning in case I’m not back in a while.

I’m glad my blood is revealed for your eyes

See what I’m doing for you

Just jump off whenever you’re done

I’ll see you around

You picked me up, and didn’t say anything about it. Until I walked in and looked at my phone. Then it all came out. You hate me. You never want to see me again once I leave. I’m a dirty nasty whore, a worthless retarded cunt. The dreams you had of marrying me are gone. Nobody wants to marry a whore. You’re so glad April 19th didn’t happen like we had planned… glad that ring isn’t on your finger now. You’d leave me. I’m stupid and full of shit.

Thank you for the reminder.

I ruined you.

I was just building you up again, and I ruined you again.

I fail.

I can’t wait to move.