Hi guys! I'm still around. Between college and work it's been hard to keep in touch with people. So what's new with me? Hmm..I'm a sophomore in college. I'm taking summer classes so no break for me yet. Work sucks, but that's usual. I get to see Of Monsters and Men this month and in three weeks my man will be leaving from the USMC. Dating a Marine is difficult I don't know how girls want to be in military relationships...anyways if you want to keep in touch Instagram, Tumblr, or Facebook is the best option so send me an email!
Again it's been a few months. I have a confession my new addiction is Tumblr. Ask if you want mine. Anyways I finish high school this friday. Just finished my last full day. In the fall I'll be at community college for my liberal arts degree then transfer up. I possibly have a job in daycare after I completed a year course in child care. I've been going to a lot of tea houses lately. I get to see the local bands in my area. It's quiet the hipster/indie hangout. I love it makes me want to get back into music. There is a lot of talent there. One downside is my douchebag ex goes there to perform. I'd like to say I'm excited to get out of high school, but I'm not. Yes I hate the school, but I love some of the teachers and some people I know I'll never talk to again. Plus I'm afraid honestly to go into this less structured form of education added on to the stress of work.
Hope you all are well
I'm still here just barely on guys Im too busy with college apps and shit. Pissed off because I thought I was going home for college and I'm not I'm fucking stuck here. Oh well either way I'm going home when I can. Anyways Happy xmas before I forget
so I'm probably deleting this account in the next week because some people aren't the nicest on here and I just don't go on that often so if you want to keep in contact and I haven't already added you on facebook message me for my email
She sits in silence watching her world fall apart. In this twisted world what does she see? Her blood dripping down in such away that that a river flows deep. She sits in silence watching her world fall apart. The bones jut out from her sides and yet she still does not understand beauty. The media has molded beauty into a monster. The mirror has turned into hell and a scale is a daily habbit. She sits in silence watching her world fall apart. The high wears off from her pills as she returns to normality. Her world of pain and anger. She sits in silence until the next time her red river runs deep. Until the next time she ends up six feet under.