I can’t take it anymore.

Being lied to and used for sex all the time
I’m done. I can’t do it anymore.
Bye.

My eyes are burning from my phone.

Ugh my computer is shot. Thank god for iPhones.

So, ice got a new beau. details to follow when I can type eAsily.

It was my toe, guys.

Cut it on I don’t know what.
Hiding in my closet til morning. Goodnight.

Oh my god, fucking bleeding from somewhere. I can’t find where and nothing hurts, I don’t understand it.

Scared.

I swear I saw someone in the woods. I’m going to go inside, hide in my closet and cry now. Also, I’ll change the blog name tomorrow. I can’t do it from my phone.

It did it again, but from behind.

I could build a house with all the bricks I just shit.

Shit guys.

I went outside to take pictures of the stars and a big ass owl swooped down so close to me that I felt the wind. I think I’ve soiled myself a tad.

If Billy Mays had done a Wonder Bra commercial, what would it have been like?

Ooc: I start school in a week. Monday. Fuck.