I find it really weird that no matter what time I go to sleep or how tired I am, I always wake up at 4:30 (give or take 10 minutes). If I choose to go to sleep again after that, I always wake up at 7 (give or take 5 minutes). It freaks me out ..
I love this boy so much. Even when I look like hell, he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful girl in the world. Our hands, our bodies, our lips fit together perfectly. He listens to everything I have to say, no matter what it is. He can always make me smile or laugh, regardless of my mood. The things he says and does melt my heart on a daily basis. In his arms is where I feel safest and most comfortable. No one else could ever compare to him. No one else could even come close. I love you<3
You and I’ve got what it takes to make it.
— Guns N’ Roses, Patience
i'm so sick of everyone
for those of you who think you’re tough because you team up on alex simon, fuck you. you only look like immature, insecure little boys and girls. well no shit you can beat the fuck out of him if you’re TWICE THE SIZE OF HIM. yeah, single him out for trying to be a bigger person than the rest of you will probably ever be.
i would normally say i’d rather not fight this battle for someone, but this time it’s just ridiculous. here’s a huge fuck you to zach, amanda, and your immature friends. just stop while you’re ahead. you’re just making yourselves less and less likeable.
i’m so furious by all of this.
I'm fucking annoyed.
I don’t understand why people fight. Physical fights. I’ve yet to figure it out. It never solves anything. Ugh, I’m upset.
My asshole ex-boyfriend and his scumbag friends have been calling and texting my phone all night. I’m pissed because I can’t block his number (or any number, for that matter). These voicemails and repeated texts are all saying the same threats and insults. It’s getting old real fast. I’m not looking forward to Monday. I’m probably going to be miserable the whole day, and don’t try to cheer me up or whatever if I am.
Also, my bed isn’t even half as comfy as Alex’s couch. I want to be back there so I can fall asleep again. I’m exhausted.
Today was weird, kind of. My mood went up and down a lot during school. Once I was out of there, however, my mood went way up. Stopping to Alex’s house was nice. Discovered a great combination (:
I liked practice. I’m getting better at running, which is making it more enjoyable. Wheee, I’m anxious about the whole skiing thing, however. I’m going to fail miserably. Shit.
Came home, showered, put on pajamas, Alex picked me up. COD, delicious homemade pizza, shnuggggles. Being around that boy makes me so fucking happy. He keeps me laughing. Love it. Love him.
Also love sleep. Should do that soon.
