!@#$%^&*()_+

there always seems to be black paint stuck under my fingernails.
you should see some of the work i've been doing.

i went to natural cafe too...

dear god,

fuck highschool, and the saying:
"its your senior year, go crazy"
i feel stuck, like im in a tar pit.
i feel stagnant, i cant move, i cant breathe, i cant do ANYTHING.
and the same thoughts keep looping themselves
back and forth back and forth
i wish i could shut my thoughts off,
i wish i could write and paint and be liberated,
i need to go somewhere,
get out of here, be alone, just for a few days.
i need those few days to figure everything out and think without
the interruption of stupid people that i don't want to fucking hear.
please stop talking, please stop telling me what to do.
i need to follow my heart, i need to think.
i just cant move.








































i just love you to the moon and back.
amen.

...yeah,

i couldn't agree more.
breathe.

i dont know how much more,

i can take of this...

........

thinking thinking thinking,
even dreaming,
i don't want to, because im scared?
ah, i guess so.

lying, pathologically.

many times, the person doesn't even realize that they are lying. It usually starts out as something very small, and works up into being something big. The end result of this disorder is that the person loses the trust of their family and their friends. Luckily, lying disorders are treatable, but it does take a person that really does want to stop this very bad habit in order to succeed.