February 2011
"SUN-KISSED SKIN SO HOT, WE'LL MELT YOUR POPSICLE"
YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY POPSICLE
January 2011
While walking with your friends...
welivetobemodelthin:
-emilliarmus:
alyaae:
… Cool boys and their friends
… Cool girls and their friends
… You and your friends
sick of the silence
ugh everything is just so. so.. unbearable.
its like all the forces of everything that surrounds me is pushing me to leave. to run at full speed wherever i can.
a night at dinner with fred and dad didnt seem all that bad. then fred began showing all the traits that made me loathe him so when we were younger. he is incapable of seeing me as a succesful, logical person. to him im just a spoiled...
going to dinner with my dad.
why is this so awkward.
im really tired of people being negative about...
its hard for me to understand it.
dream. before i forget it
one of the freakiest dreams ive had in a while. it was… hmm let me see if i can remmeber
im in a town, its san bruno but it looks different somehow. im with martin. all these horrific murders have been happening around. i come home, and mom tells me theres been another murder just next door… i ask “does anyone know who did it” and theyre all silence and then she...
