My stress level has sky rocketed these last few weeks. Moving constantly, having a car then not having a car, find a place to stay, and started my new job with 40 hours a week. Honestly i’ve been working this new job for 2 weeks now, I love the people and the environment but I hate the actual job. I have potential to my making a lot of money here, but honestly the stress isn’t even worth it. ...
Anonymous asked: Maybe if you weren't such a shitty person, you would have friends. Stop complaining. You brought everything on yourself.
Is it so bad that I’m fed up with being alone? Not even physically or relationship wise. But emotionally.
I wish so badly that I could pick up and leave the shitty people in this state behind. But I have too much going for me here. Jobs, family, etc. Sigh. One day I’ll matter to someone.
Its sucks to know that tonight I’d probably be getting shit faced with you like we used to. It’s not fair that you didn’t even make it to be old enough to drink. I miss you Sam, everyday. But I know you’re here with me. Happy Birthday <3
stillborne: Puke - Eminem You don’t know how...
babybritainx: I forgot how much I love The Format how can one forget such a thing
My room is officially 99% packed. Probably going to spend my day off tomorrow moving my boxes to my sisters. I took all my AP magazines off my wall, and the blue sticky shit I used to hang them up is stuck on my ENTIRE WALL. I don’t know how to fuckin get it off. Also, I have to paint over the red wine stain on my wall…. haha. This next week is going to be SUPERFUN.
caitlinxmarie asked: I seriously cannot wrap my mind around the fact that it's already been A YEAR since you dated logan and got your first tattoo and all of that sheesh time flies dude..
tryinghard-realhard: victoryindefeat: thetrill-immaculate: cathyadriani: videohall: Miami zombie attack prank Omg. I would fucking run like shit :\ Lol. Cuz would had me fucked up doe fuck HAHAHA The ending is so perfect. Posted this on Facebook earlier. Soooooo funny hahahahahahah Holy. fucking. shit.
Tonights been strange, but nice.
First night at home in almost 2 weeks, took a nap, talked to my mom, figured out where I’m gonna live for the next 2 months, and worked on packing more. Its nice to have a night home, I’ve been so exhausted. Also, I have the next two days off. Tight. My mom told me tonight she’s just gonna say fuck it and buy me a little beater car, I start the call center next week, my...
Max Bemis is singing me to sleep right now.
But far too many thoughts race through my mind when I’m laying next to you.