1/24/2012
Fuck everything.
I’ve turned into the girl who doesn’t believe in love.
Now I’m all hookups, all the time.
Fuck it. Fuck everyone. Not literally. I’m not REALLY a slut.
on the brightside i got an iphone. on the downside, guys are using that as an excuse to send me pictures of their penises.
1/13/12 Again
Austin and I fought. We fought and fought and I said goodnight and that was that. We haven’t spoken since then, and I don’t know when we will. I should be torn up, and I should feel angry, but I just now can see all the walls up around me. I can’t trust again, so fuck Mitchell for putting me here. I don’t want to be the girl with the health problems and the inability to mentally be in a relationship.
1/13/12
I’m slowly going downhill. I’m scared because I’m not sad, I’m numb. I just want to taste my own blood in my mouth. Am I as crazy as everyone else? Or am I just lucky. I never want to die, but now I want to feel something. Anything. My life is turning into a PSA video.
