we were never meant for do or die.

I don't wanna go back.

I want to stay, why can't I stay?

I want my fucking life.

I went and got all whole and healed. And look where it's gotten me.

Round and round and round we go.

We're going back to the beginning.

All of us. All of me.

Going back.

To when everything was dark.

I don't wanna go back.

wrongwrongwrong.

it's all fucking wrong.

Change.

I'm changing college courses. I'm sick of being miserable going in.

It's funny. People say things never change. But people also say they always do, and nothing stays the same.

Maybe there's no difference.

Things won't change until you make them. Or at least they won't change in the way you want them to. They'll go and fuck themselves up if left unattended.

Hrmmm. I just felt like writing something, even though really? I've nothing to say.

Funny, how things change.

"Um, what's the name of the word for things not being the same always? You know, I'm sure there is one. Isn't there? There must be a word for it … the thing that lets you know time is happening. Is there a word?"

"Change."

Delirium and Dream.

hi followers.

All 3 of you. And Jana who sometimes reads my shit although i don't know how.

I am writing a story. It may not be good. I want to tell it though. Piece by piece.

Bear in mind it's gonna get batshit crazy in early chapter 2 or late chapter 3.

Which i haven't written yet.

But i will.

Even if it's crap i curse a lot when i write, which is always fun.

Yes?

Follow the shit out of this:

http://ichosediscobutimdonenow.blogspot.com/

to drunken nights and friends.

they might be bigger, but we're faster and never scared.

woof.

Four hundred years ago, another well-known English guy had an opinion about being alone. John Donne. He thought we were never alone. Of course, it was fancier when he said it. "No man is an island entire unto himself." Boil down that island talk, and he just meant that all anyone needs is someone to step in and let us know we're not alone. And who's to say that someone can't have four legs? Someone to play with or run around with, or just hang out.

oh naomi.

i could cry every minute. i feel shit. and all i can do is feel it.

my puppy died.

i'm done. fuck you world. you killed my dog. fuck you.

when you say best friends means friends forever.

i can't handle this. i cannot deal with this. i can't fucking write and all i wanna do is scream until i'm hollow.

i'm robbing because i can't write anymore.

"To be honest, I think love is complete bullshit. I don't think anybody ever loves anyone. I think the best people ever get is horny; horny and scared. So when they find someone who makes them horny, and they get too scared of the world outside, they stay together and they call it love."

Now don't I feel all better on my insides?

can you please stop looking at me like that?

I'm exhausted, i'm tired of being heartbroken. I'm going to go away now.

funny thing.

relationships, whether you're in one, or you want to be.

all they cause is blunt force trauma.

to you and yours.