Where to begin? where to end? i don't know who to trust. what to believe. My biggest pet peeve. lies. don't. lie. to. me. I know some truth. It doesn't have to be this way. make it better. I can't cry. i feel the pressure, almost there a few tears, a few tears. I feel overwhelmed with FEELINGS. I've been FEELING at everyone. Do you feel me? ugh. i love longacre. hah. everything is overflowing into the I don't give a shit pile in my mind. What is truth? This hurts like fuck. EMBRACE IT. What can I say, the people who have had all of me generally love to fuck me over in the end. morbid much? Get over it. This definately makes it easier.

I wish i was veronica. she'd know what to do.