April 2011
So, I acquired some balls recently.
It seems that the school’s literary magazine squad is like…begging for submissions, so I’m going to give them something.
I have a question, though. I can just take the entire stanza out, but it cuts the poem down by a quarter of a page. Is referring to spooning school appropriate?
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Bitching: 31 March 2011.
I swore I wouldn’t do this.
When did we give up? And what pushed us over the edge?
Fuck everything, kids.
Recommended sleep (from Sunday through last night): Between 32 and 40 hours. Sleep achieved: 12.5 hours.
This week has kicked my ass.
Detox week starts tomorrow. I didn’t do one successfully in March. I’m going to go from 01 April to 08 April and possibly not stop...
March 2011
We flirt with fatality on a daily basis.
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Life: 1. Ashley: - 4.
Maybe we'll finally be done with this shit. Maybe...
The thing that I’ve learned in the last few days can be summed up in Good Charlotte lyrics.
“Today can be the best day of; today could be the worst day of; today could be the last day of your life.”
She's fucking him, but she's trying to get with...
I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck. I need to learn to not give a fuck.
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Can I be selfish for just a second?
You can’t fucking mess with me anymore. I can’t handle this, darling. You don’t have a clue, though, because you don’t know me. This is the fourth time this week and it’s only Wednesday. Pick your head up and move on. Hang on for me if you won’t for yourself. See tomorrow. I dare you.
And you! I don’t know you well enough to keep track of what...
Anonymous asked: are you happy about your breakup?
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I ever had.
Fold 'em. Let 'em hit me. Raise it. Baby, stay...
You silly Chem teacher.
You give me an optional packet for extra credit that you got off of the web. Wouldn’t you expect me to use my resources and get the answers off of the internet as well? :)
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The best part about Wednesdays is that I get to come straight home after school.
(And tonight, I’m making baked zucchini squash!)
Reblog if you have met someone online that you...
pistachioonut:
*ahem*
“We all want progress. But progress means getting nearer to the place where you...”
– C.S. Lewis
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Please excuse me while I boast. I went three for four offensively with fourteen strikeouts in a 10-4 win today. I struck out the same girl four times. I don’t think she swung at but one pitch.
Addie is a lovely person. Thank you so much for last night, darling. It meant so much. I was just about to fall apart.
I’m going to bed at 9:30 no matter what tonight. I can’t handle any...
iwritethisbloginapaperbag-deact asked: "Addie and Carly? I can handle those kids. It's like...everyone else: JUST NO."
I SEE HOW IT IS. EXCUSE ME WHILE I CRY.
I SEE HOW IT IS. EXCUSE ME WHILE I CRY.
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Come on, Algebra II. Appeal to me. Or at least keep my focus.
I'm a fucking hoss.
You don’t even understand.
Are you fucking kidding me? HERE IT FUCKING GOES...
Somebody needs to keep me calm in the midst of all of this. I flipped shit on myself last night and the only difference in tonight is that it starts three hours earlier.
Someone needs to remind me…Why do I care so goddamn much?
Head, meet desk. And repeat.
Buzz words topics of today:
Disorientation. Fuck. Confusion. Suicide. Nervous wreck. Suicide. Senselessness. Hopelessness. Fuck. Late. Rush. Empty. At loss. Tired. Bland. Lost. Motionless. Suicide. Dazed. Sick. Fucked. Fearful. Anxious. Single. Emotional high. Suicide. Sex. Crash. Party. Carbs. Gross. Puffy paint. Blank. Mindless.
I can’t even grasp all that has happened within the last...
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