Melancholic
Pessimistic
Romantic
Poetic
Writer
- Created By Kry
Writer's Curse
I am desperate for change. So desperate that I'm trying live out my own fabrications.
Did I actually like her? Or did I want to want to like her so badly that I tried to spoon feed myself my own vomit and it keeps coming back up. Disgusting analogy, I know.
I need to find something real.
Vibrant
Hello.
My exhaustion somehow drives me to post. Go figure.
I think it's because of all the nothingness going on around me.
I can hardly talk to Kirsty(3rd bf) now without Heffelfinger(2nd bf) being all couple-y and around her. And when you aren't dating all of that PDA gets terribly old, terribly fast. Sigh -_- whatever. I'm a forgiving and patient person. I'll survive.
I need to cause some havoc.
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