only a giirl...

....wrapped up in an opinionated, self-righteous, broken world.

it throws you. it really does.


peace.

worn jeans.

tired.tired.tired.lighter.tired.

i found a bar w/ 20g of protein and only 170cal.
*ecstatic face*

it taste like dirt. but i don't care.
lost my appetite... don't ya hate it when that happens?

ha.

"you look really pretty today kaylin"
*yeah right, liar*
"ohh? thank you."


license tomorrow. fo sho.

peace.

better.

-- basically anyway.

just reread my last post - i was down man.


i wanna see ocean's 13. still.
i think it's at the dollar... hmmm.

abbey's party is tonight - def. not swimming.
is regifting a terrible thing?
i don't think so.
i've got a gift card from a place i don't shop -
and she shops there. =D

my shoes have holes in them...
i loove it.


i'm addicted to blue monster.
weelll, addicted is a strong word.
in looovee, maybe.
nah. but definitely in like.

=D

peace.

long time no type.

i blame myself.
there's really no other reason.
i need to blame myself.
i need to have an emotional outlet.

i'm kinda mellow...
lyin here in my soffes and sports bra. wishin i was so small,
thinner than air. wishin i could disappear, not have to face life.

--that's so immature - so stupid.
layin here lookin through my old thinspiration.
wondering where i went wrong - how could i have been so weak?
i ask. i hear my thoughts fighting back and forth, i know it's not right.
but how do you stop a desire? no joke, i want it more than life.

more than liiiiife.... more than breath you are,
more than iiiii could ever hope or imagine....

i'm totally bi-polar. but inwardly.

my mind can't take it anymore.
it cant handle the overload of constant quarrel.
the neverending battle for a way out.
or better yet - an easier way there.

--- my part's not hard at all - the physical anyway.
but the relational stress kills.
lies. lies. lies. lies.

that's what it's built on.
lies like to crumble -
not that i get caught....
but i catch up with myself -
rather He catches up.
sets me straight....


but then, not to long later here i am. unhappy.
joy? ha.

this is such a shallow post.
i feel so freaking shallow.
so stupid.
so idiotic.
can't get anything right.

- and even now, here i am having a freakin pity party.

ugh.

i disgust myself in every way possible.


its mine. it belongs to me.

and no one can take it.


i didn't want to block him.. but i had too...
i've given into myself you see, and that's all i can handle.
i'll figure life out eventually...
and when that time comes maybe we'll have a chat...

maybe. as for now - God bless, love ya



!

WHO FREAKIN CARES????

what if i did like him?
huh?

why should it even matter.
it's nobody's business but mine to begin w/.

uuurrgggh.

moto-vation.

every day is another chance. sto.