FRIENDS ONLY ; [01 Apr 2011|08:11am] [ mood | indescribable ] [ music | set your goals - to be continued. ] LOCKED;   comment to be added. 21 cmt

starting over. [25 Apr 2008|10:35am] [ music | saying anything - an orgy of critics. ] siinkhisship add it, or don't. cmt

the truth is. [15 Mar 2008|12:47pm] [ mood | drained ] i'm too tired to keep up with the change here. there's nothing here for me, i don't think there ever was. nothing genuine. i remember my math teacher telling me i shouldn't be here, this place isn't good for me. this city, these people. toxic. some people are meant to stay forever, some are meant to leave and never look back. i'm not sure i can make it to next year at the rate i feel myself wasting away. 2 cmt

[18 Sep 2007|01:17pm] [ mood | tired ] don't live for the moment, live for the constant. die for what's right or get killed by your conscience. there's a difference between conscience, conscious and conscientious. contrary to popular belief, you're none of these. cmt

[12 Jun 2007|01:01am] I want to know what absolute satisfaction feels like. 1 cmt

A sharp tounge slits it's own throat, so with any luck, you'll keep talking. [27 Apr 2007|11:41pm] [ mood | accomplished ] You're such a piece of fucking shit. You are in no position to talk shit about anyone, but that's all you ever fucking do. You're a liar, you lie to make yourself look better. You lie to please whoever is sitting next to you. You are no better than anyone else, if anything, everyone else is better than you. YOU.ARE.SCUM. You sit there and you talk shit and you bash everyone else simply to make yourself feel better because you know you're a sad excuse for a human being. You even talk shit about your friends, you lie right to their fucking faces and you TRY and steal their leftovers. You're a two-faced prick. All your friends know you're a piece of shit, you know you're a piece of shit. You aren't man enough to tell the truth. No one agrees with what you say, everyone just wants you to shut the fuck up because what you say doesn't fucking matter. You do not matter. You are not important. You have changed nothing in this world. You have impacted nothing in this fucking world. You could die tomorrow and the world will still continue to fucking rotate. You talk like people actually give a flying fuck, you talk like you're so fucking intelligent, when you're honestly one of the most ignorant fucks I've ever met. You're the stupid one, for thinking people actually believe a word that comes out of your mouth. You claim to hate me but you can't seem to keep my name from slipping from inbetween your lips. I think you tell yourself if you talk about what a bad person I am enough, it might actually become true. GUESS WHAT? IT WON'T. I AM A GOOD PERSON. If you say you hate me enough, you actually might. GUESS WHAT? YOU CAN'T. You claim I'm such a bad person, but can't back it up. You don't want me to think 'everything is about me', STOP MAKING IT. Why do you care what I do? Why do you obsessively check my away messages, my myspace, why are you reading this right now? I suggest you get a life and stop looking into mine. I think it's fucking cute you take time out of your busy days to make attempts at insulting me, to sit there and talk about me. To simply to prove how arrogant you are, and how arrogant you shouldn't be. Take a look at yourself before you toss insults my way, or anyone elses way. I'm sure if I, or anyone else wanted any of your douche bag, monkey-brained opinions on anything, we would rattle your cage. Stop spreading lies about me. Keep my fucking name out of your mouth. Remember, everyone is laughing at you, not with you. Do the world a fucking favor, go jump off a goddamn building. 3 cmt

[26 Mar 2007|09:54am] [ mood | tired ] I will never apologize for the life I live. I will never apologize for the choices I make. I will never apologize for the person I am. I make mistakes, I make bad decisions. I am human. I am not a bad person. You don't have to like me, I am getting by just fine without you. The people that matter love me and everything that comes along with me. I never asked anyone to agree with every opinion I've got or to agree with every decision I make, but I have asked for support and that's all I've ever asked for. I've gotton it from who matters. I live to survive the hour, not worry about what you have to say. I live my life to make myself happy, not you. That's what you have your life for. Don't like what I have to say? Quit lurking my shit. cmt

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