This feeling is really starting to piss me off. It shouldn't bother me. It happened without me there. So why is it eating away at me?

The one person who could break me more than anyone walked back into my life. After I told him how much I could not deal with him not in my life, he left without a word. Now he expects me to not be upset? One hug. All it took was one hug to make me cry.

I do not know if it is odd that "Treasure" by Flyleaf reminds me of her.

Thought I was done crying at school. Drawing class was a disaster.

Some things hurt more than others, some things that make my eyes water are ridiculous. And yet, I still try to stand tall and fail miserably, but hide behind that familiar mask.

Finally decided to do something productive with my poetry. Literary magazine seems interested in my writing.

Starting to regret growing my hair out.

She makes everything better.

Blood by In This Moment is just.... Gah.

I can't do it anymore.