I'm tired of people telling me they love me when they know for a fact that I don't love them back. First thing they say to me after not talking to me for weeks.

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

She makes everything better.

Starting to regret growing my hair out.

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

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.

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

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

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 can't do it anymore.