January 30th, 2012 at 12:51AM

Anddddd the second time I go on Pandora today, Come On Get Higher is the first song that comes on. Okay.

January 29th, 2012 at 6:08PM

For the First Time would be the first song to come up in my pandora right now

January 29th, 2012 at 5:29AM

A heavy heart. A broken heart. A beating heart. A dead heart. A torn heart. A perfect heart. A sick heart. An empty heart.
There is nothing worse than getting your heart handed back to you

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January 29th, 2012 at 5:16AM

5:15 am

January 28th, 2012 at 1:33PM

That awkward moment when…

When your whole world comes crashing down, and lands on your big toe. Causing you to scream out so loud, it ruptures every system in your body keeping you alive. And your weak heart can’t take any more of the pain. One half is telling you to keep going, and not to give up on everything you love. While the other is telling you it’s hopeless.. And so they disagree, pulling you in two different directions… And before you know it, they’re tugging away from each other so hard - your heart tears right down the middle.

January 22nd, 2012 at 7:02PM

7:01 pm

January 22nd, 2012 at 6:28PM

If you want me never to leave you, tell me no lies.

January 22nd, 2012 at 4:21AM

lost.

and i don’t know if i should stop where i am. or try to look for a way out.

January 21st, 2012 at 2:55AM

WHY DO I ALWAYS FEEL SO LONELY.

ALWAYS.

all the god damn time. I’m just lonely!

that stupid empty feeling never wants to go away, like it wants to be my best friend. I hate it. I have a void and I don’t know what to do with it.

I DON’T WANT TO BE LONELY ANYMORE.

January 7th, 2012 at 4:16AM

I feel like a lab rat.

I feel like a lab rat. Just some mammal, placed in a caged, given food and water when they feel it’s necessary, given a wheel, a box, and nothing more. Being watched, my every movement. Notes are being taken. My every voluntary, and involuntary movements are being monitored. Being charted. I am attached to wires, and vines, and machines, and boxes!, that say always the same thing. And then I am to be tested and examined once I make the slightest questionable move. Reevaluated once I change my mind.

I feel like a s lab rat. The kind used in a cience experiment. One where they just can’t get it quite right. They’re so close! Just not there yet.

I feel like a lab rat. Small, hungry, helpless, stared at, and under the control of something I have no control over.