Though you may believe you know someone, you can always be shocked by them. It could be a nice surprise, or unfortunately one that makes you regret basically everything you've said and done involving them.

Some changes determine your whole life. Those are the changes worth accepting.

Who the hell keeps toad skin in their house?! Like what the fuck?

By the way, I'm giving myself a year. If I don't have a life in which I'm truly happy by my 17th birthday, I'm prepared to commit. The count down begins.

The guy I often base each of my posts off, his name is Ben. He is the guy I've been in love with for a year now. He's also the guy that holds my happiness in his hand. Sometimes he cares, sometimes he doesn't.

I believe that it's somewhat ridiculous that I continue to word things on here so anonymously. No one I really know will ever see it.

You won first. You were the first to tell me happy birthday, of course it was because your phone had the wrong date. But you still remembered after so much forgetting. That in itself made me so happy. Thank you

You say "I hate mornings". I say "I'm sorry." but what I really want to say is "I hate living". Because I hate living knowing I'll never have you.

I'm so lost. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm beginning to think I never knew what to do from the start. I'm terrified of losing the one person that cared about me. The one person I loved. I fucked up.

"Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you're at your worst." If that's the case then it looks like I'll never have the home I so desperately need. I've been at my worst for years now.