“What if I’m not a superhero? What if I’m the bad guy?”

Hardcore diet starts tomorrow. w00t.

So I’ve eaten a fuckton of junkshit today.

I’ve been here before a few times and I’m quite aware we’re dying.

I’m spending another day alone. I hope I can do that all day tomorrow. I probably can. 🙂

My hair is black as night. One hundred and six dollars out of my hearts and guns wallet.

All I wanna do is -add gun sounds here- -lala- -chaching- and take your money.

Aside from seeing Ashlee for a few minutes, I haven’t seen anyone interesting today.

And it’s not something that bothers me much.

I hate that he probably has no idea what is running through my mind, but he thinks he does anyhow.

I did the most random thing today. I drove around to where I used to do big sisters. And I thought a lot about Christian. About his life. How I abandoned him. If I’ll ever see him again. If he’d forgive me. I loved my little brother very much. I hope some day in the future, I’ll see him again and I can give him a big ass bear hug and hopefully, he’ll be a big football player and he’ll be really happy leading his high school team to victory. I hope he grows up and goes to college. I hope he lives his dreams. I hope he remembers what I tried to teach him. I hope he remembers me.

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Hey baby, call me. I mean, I’m just laying in my bed waiting on you. Are you really too busy to give me a call? Best friend? Really? You would do this to me. And you were the one I was counting on not to do this. Rawr//

It’s something to wish things were the same between you and someone as they were whenever your relationship was strictly through text messages.

Take him & cut him out into little stars
& he will make the face of heaven so fine
that all the world will be in love with night.
-Romeo & Juliet

I’m off to take a nap until 9 when I wake up to do English homework. I probably won’t do that English until tomorrow, but it’s a nice thought. =] Right? hehe. Happy trails.

I wish Roy would stop downing my God. Just because he doesn’t believe. I mean, I don’t really..but I try to respect his beliefs. Why can’t he? I mean, two months ago, he believed the same as I.

Just when life starts feeling overwhelming, just remember, you’re going to die.