Estoy viviendo10/01/2010
I love Lily Allen
She’s such a fucking bitch.
Text posted at 00:54
Tell me what you know about dreams,
tell me what you know about night terrors. Nothing.
Text posted at 00:25
07/01/2010
I don’t like how it shows every title I’ve blogged with in a little drop down bar
Today was alright. I got my schedule changed so I’ll be leaving after 3rd next semester.
Blah.
Text posted at 16:33
06/01/2010
Just another day.
I need to chill out. I need to get my shit straight too.
I don’t want to blog today, I am sad, but I need to get things off my chest and you won’t talk to me so, here goes.
It really sucks when you are in love with someone who doesn’t love you back anymore. Its funny how you can go from being in love and being “together forever” to not even talking at all anymore unless you force a phone call out of them. I’ve done this before, except this time is far worse. I wish you would just talk to me about this, I bring it up when I can but you “have to go” or “why did you say that” or “I don’t know what to tell you”. When I cry, you get mad because “that’s all I do” and “I can’t talk to you without you crying”. If you hadn’t of put me on the back burner for so long I probably wouldn’t be acting like this at all. I think that you should put yourself in my place, I know you’ve felt like this before, but if you’re done with someone you should just tell them. I can’t be friends with you right now, I didn’t even speak to A again until probably a year or more later. We still don’t talk that much now. I told you this would happen, again, and you denied it.
I think it’s safe to say that you’ve inadvertently conveyed to me that things are over, and this makes me sad, and angry, but it’s my fault. So what can I say.
My only hope is that one day you’ll think about me, and your next thought will be “I miss her”
Honestly I’d be surprised if you read this far, or if you even read this at all.
Text posted at 19:10
04/01/2010
Im watching Pineapple Express
Tonight I am not sad, I do not want to blog though.
I’m going to the doctor soon.
I really hope I’m not crazy.
Text posted at 23:16
03/01/2010
Im watching Funny People.
It’s kind of funny I guess.
I can’t pretend like I actually WANT to blog right now.
I am sad.
I am sad quite often, believe me.
A year ago, I couldn’t even begin to imagine ever feeling like this again.
Text posted at 23:49
16/12/2009
I wish you’d let me feel like this again.
Quote posted at 21:23
Can’t expect a beggar not to turn into a thief.
I haven’t posted anything in a while. I don’t really like posting stuff on this blog anymore though, I like privacy. I guess this will have to do though, I’ve already got a shit load of Tumblrs for no reason at all. Random bits of my life are scattered amongst various Tumblogs- is that even a word? I feel like it should be some type of Tumblr lingo.
Today was a chilly, sad day. It was freeeeezing this morning when I walked out of the house around 5. Going to the gym before school is awesome, btw. It gives me energy and I don’t have to dread going to the gym after work, which sucks. Getting up at 4:30 every morning can be stressful though. I have my alarm clock time set 10 minutes ahead, haha. It makes me think I slept later than I did, I guess. I’m easily fooled.
Tomorrow is Thursday, which sucks. I don’t have to work though, which is cool I guess. I think I’ll just go home, blaze bowls, and rewrite this bullshit outline/essay/other essay and do all my makeup work for Mr. Conroy. That sounds swell.
Friday, however, I am excited for. I’ve got a few cool things up my sleeve and shit. Gotta handle business, you see? Tiffany, Amanda, and I are doing our Christmas stuff Friday too. I won’t have much stuff for Amandar though, her shit’s in the mail and will be here in 7 buisness days. It’ll be at my house by the time I come home from the mountains though, no doubt. I might even get to see Zack Friday night too, I miss him.
SPEAKING OF THE MOUNTAINS. (side note, I just held down shift and typed all that, why didn’t I use the caps button?) I’m leaving the 24th and coming home the 28th. I have to work the 29th. I’m okay with that. New Years Eve is going to be interesting though, depending on what I do. I’m hoping I can do something similar to what I did last year. :B
I’m really tired, its only like 9. Whatever, I’m going to sleep.
Text posted at 21:02
22/10/2009
It’s really nice out today
I haven’t actually blogged in a while. I think it’s time to start back up.
Today was really bland, as usual. It seems that all I’ve been doing recently is waking up, going to school, going to work, then going home. Except today, I’m not going to work because my cramps are making me vomit. I wish my mom would just stop being stupid and put me on birth control.
I just found my moms facebook, awkward.
I’m going somewhere now.
Text posted at 15:48
19/10/2009
Photo posted at 23:58
Just when I thought I couldn’t feel anymore,
I felt.
Text posted at 23:57
19/08/2009
Thank you SO MUCH
All you’ve done for the past month is make me cry constantly, feel like complete shit, and worry about you not wanting to date me anymore, ever. All you’ve been doing is acting like an asshole and acting like you don’t give a fuck about what we used to have and what we could have had, and you wonder why I cry all the time.
Do you know how much you’ve managed to hurt me in the past 3 or 4 weeks? I don’t think you do. Now rather than me worrying about you not wanting me, I’m worried about me never wanting to see your fucking face ever again.
I swear to god you make me so fucking sad sometimes, but like I said that night
“even though you’ve hurt me so much, I still don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you”
Text posted at 11:48
I'm Hannah. I like to complain.
