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All of the problems that I have, are my fault. Decisions I have made, and the friends I have lost, is my fault. The reason why I am posting this is I have been doing a lot of thinking lately. Probably more than I can handle. But these thoughts have been burning a hole in my head. Life really doesn’t make any sense to me right now. Seeing someone so close, and so young, suddenly having...
Bitching and crying over twitter. It’s getting fucking old and pathetic. I wish someone would beat the fuck out of you.
Just found out Hollies sister has MS. What the fuck else is going to happen? I mean honestly.
Welcome to the Murder Show, I am the mother fuckin...
I miss my guitar. I’m having withdraws. I really dislike when I get grounded because the bitch takes it away from me.
chelseyygrinn: Get the fuck upppp
I need a bassist. A good one. A legit one. Not a douche like I have had before on a few occasions. I mean I already have a black guy behind the drums. That’s legit as fuck.
One week, and look what I have done.
A C+ B- B- B looks so much better than B- E C- C- E
You’re so much better. You’re right.
Roll with the punches, 'cause you know that it's...
admit something. I am the definition of “fuck up”, “douchebag” and “failure”. Yeah. You don’t have to tell me. I lost all my parents hope and trust. They shit talk me all the time, even when someone gives a compliment. They kind of just laugh at it, and announce one of my many “fuck ups”. Slippery weather also sucks. I backed the truck into the...
was rough. Hollies 18th birthday. The emptiness was set in deep. Tears shed in celebration, you would have been the adult you already were. RIP Hollie, you’re all I think about anymore.
I just want to say
I love you, Kenzie Morrish. And I miss you! It’s been forever.
When people walk slow down the hallways
I need to be ungrounded
I can’t live like this much longer.
When I listen to Dance Gavin Dance or Emarosa...
Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a...
When I wake up, I’m willing to take my chances on, the hope I forget, that you hate him more than you notice, I wrote this for you, for you so…
R.I.P. Hollie 2-21-93/1-28-11
Pretty close to your birthday now. 5 more days and you would have been an official adult, even though you already were mature enough. My heart, hanging on thin threads of tissue due to the heavy sorrow and pain. Bringing up distant memories of my sister, just adds to the sadness. We had this whole graduation thing planned out. We were actually discussing it, face to face, a week before you were...
So put a gun to my head and paint the walls with...
Put a gun to my head and paint the walls with my brains. Put a gun to my head and paint the fucking walls
insertwordhere: Really miss that nigga Kyle Clark, and my brother Anthony Adams. :( I miss Jonathan Taylor Thomas =( it’ll be a while, i’m grounded till like… March 8thish. Yeah man. Do I have a story for you.
Yes! I’m excited.
Oh the changes I have seen. It’s starting to become pathetic. Btw, grounded until further noticed, because I fucked up, and lost all of my parents trust. But hate me for no fucking reason too, thats the coolest thing in the world to do.
insertwordhere: kyleclarkk: Valentine’s Day. Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre. Let’s see which one it will be tomorrow. And lovers, nut up, tear your heart out of your fucking chest. They’ll either take it or leave it. Regardless of the decision, you’ll die alone anyways. With love, this douchebag. <3 I love you kyle
Valentine’s Day. Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre. Let’s see which one it will be tomorrow. And lovers, nut up, tear your heart out of your fucking chest. They’ll either take it or leave it. Regardless of the decision, you’ll die alone anyways. With love, this douchebag. <3
Night school is a drag. Taking my sleeping meds, and going to bed.
This is the moment where I fucking love you more than life itself. I can’t...– Kenzie Morrish
One of those days
where all I say is just fuck it.
Hi, i’m Ben Rothlis…. hey baby, where you goin’?
It’s obvious that Kasyera is the person you go to, when you want to creep. I’m creeped out by what I am reading.
insertwordhere: Tonight was chill. Chilled with them niggas Tony, kyle, and courtney. My team won. hells yes Jonathan Taylor Thomas =)
That moment when you won’t shut the fuck up