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I helps that she is in the same situation as me, stupid guy with a new girlfriend. Although I don’t know how she does it, she was with him for 3 years as I just had a summer fling and feel this bad. I saw him when I was in Lebanon in November; he came … Continue reading

Here’s to hoping.

So I think, and realise that maybe I’m the problem. i get into fights with my friends to much. I try to understand what I’m doing wrong but I don’t know and it’s driving me crazy. I feel like I’m constantly walking on eggshells now, afraid to get in a fight with someone. I guess … Continue reading


It got me thinking, if I can’t count on my childhood friends, whom can I count on? No one. I just have to learn to become my own best friend. No drama, no backstabbing, no nothing. Everything would be so much easier, if only. I count on people too much, I put myself out there … Continue reading


I’m just so completely over being me. I’m over myself. I just feel unhappy being who I am, I feel like I’m in the wrong skin. I can’t even describe how I’m feeling, but I just don’t like it. I feel wary and tired all the time, and I’m sick of looking at myself in … Continue reading

Happy Ending?

Want to hear a happy ending? Kind off.. I met this guy, a best friend you could say. He gets me, we can talk about anything and he won’t judge me. I told him the story with k. and he didn’t shout at me or change the way he talked to me. I don’t know … Continue reading


I met this guy Ah. Can’t be bothered to tell the story. Let’s just say I didn’t end well, for me… Ever since I mess everything up. I had something with K. but being my stupid self I pushed him away. I can’t help but thinking that they are going to hurt me like Ah. … Continue reading

Peyton Sawyer

I just am so lost and consumed by this. I can’t seem to focus on other things. Every time I think about it, I want to cry, I get physically sick to my stomach from being alone so much. I’ve told people all this, too. But they keep saying they know and that they feel … Continue reading


I’m sitting here. Laying here. My TV is off because there is nothing on it. I can turn it on, sure. I’m staring at my laptop, and when I’m not doing that, I’m staring at my phone. Waiting for a text from a friend. From anyone… My stomach hurts right now. Sharp stabbing pains along … Continue reading


I am afraid of dying.  I am afraid of not being able to fulfil my abilities. To accomplish my dreams. I’m scared that I will die before I’m able to overcome my fears. I will die a secretive worrier and yet I’ll be loved by those who ”knew” me. I’ll die. That’s what I fear. … Continue reading

Miss you-

I don’t have any real friends; I have some but they don’t really care about me as I don’t really care about them. My best friend, moved away last year, she’s starting to pull away from me. She replaced me, I’m nothing but a memory to her. She was the only one I could talk … Continue reading