Top--winter hair color? Bottom--summer? lolz. I feel like poop, and I think that my pneumonia should go away. Who the hell gets pneumonia is San Diego? And how?

Maybe I need sleeping pills again or something.

You are not my boyfriend, and I am okay with that.

This mistake won't be the end of us,
Stare into nothing, we are alive.

Don't watch me when I sleep. I hate it. There's only one person allowed to watch me in my sleep, and he is no longer in my life. So don't.

I just wish he were more like you.

I feel like I should be on Daytime TV hosting a show about moral support for young girls who have recently broken up with their long term boyfriend's for school/distance reasons.

If you were to ask me what I've been up to recently, to ask me how my life has been, you probably wouldn't believe me when I told you.

I never want to have to support my entire family. Seeing what my mother went through, I still don't know how she did it. But I never will.