but but but no shit.

I might just be dreading the new year.
hope? not lost. not completely lost anyways.
what is there to look forward to?
more mistakes?
more time to pass?
more heartbreak and heartache?

things with parents.
i hate.
more and more. and it only builds inside of me.

I feel like a hallow empty shell.
like I'm taking up space, using money, doing nothing, wasting time
for no fucking reason


give 'em hell.
.. i already am :[



don't think i don't wanna make things better. i do.
but fuck fuck fuck
i cant do it. not with
the way communmication
isn't working
its more like

i wanna be left the fuck alone
and no one will leave me to be alone!

wanna make me happy?
act like you care.
dont just be there
guilting yourself and I by buying me things
that you know I don't need.


damn.