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Moving?

Nov 09, 2010 - 1 comments

I'm probably going to live with my aunt. I simply told my mom that I'm done playing games, I'm done being miserable, I'm done hurting myself, I'm done with her not helping me, I'm just done.

And if my leaving is what it takes to not only help myself, but my mom, then that's what I'll do.

I told her that if things don't start looking up, I'm gone.

She doesn't believe me.

She will when she doesn't have me anymore..

Best. Party. Ever.

Nov 06, 2010 - 0 comments

Most people were here by 8, but by 10 over 25 people were at my house.

We ate amazing food. Almost blew up Chaz. No big deal… We had 6 bottles of explosives in our bonfire and a piece of metal was less than a few inches away from Chaz’s face.

In the end, we used about 15 bottles of explosives, not including Roman candles, morters, fireworks, sparklers, etc.

It started snowing at 2 AM, too.

Then at 3 we went to the store and bought like 40 rolls of toilet paper and massacred my road. We connected toilet paper from mailbox to mailbox down the road and got everyone’s houses and trees. Heck yeah.

In the end, 2 guys and 3 girls stayed the night. We got Cinnabun things in the morning.

No sleep. I’m exhausted. Oh, and I broke two fingers.

So worth it.


WOOHOO

Oct 24, 2010 - 4 comments

My birthday is on Tuesday!

Who's going to remember?! .. probably 2 people. I take that back.. 3 or 4.

Yeah. I don't really care. Let's get the week over with.

Speaking of Fathers..

Sep 15, 2010 - 1 comments

You don't have to be so scared
You don't have to go tonight
I just need to hold on tight
One hell of a ride
And we lost it all just now
To the nights that left you out
So we'll let this go somehow
But you're gonna be proud (so proud)
And I just needed you to pick me up
Like you did when we were younger
When the lightning and the thunder
Had me clinging to your heart
For someone
To lift me up
When I'm down and I'm forgotten
You'll forever be my father
And I'll be saving tears in jars for this one
How can I fit all these words
Into such a simple verse
It's the last time that we'll speak
So listen to me please
I just needed you to pick me up
Like you did when we were younger
When the lightning and the thunder
Had me clinging to your heart
For someone
To lift me up
When I'm down and I'm forgotten
You'll forever be my father
And I'll be saving tears in jars for this one
Did you know that you're my heart
And it hurts to be apart
And this cut it hurts so deep
So sing me to sleep


My thoughts? Whatever. Yes, this song makes me cry. Because I miss when I could even speak to my dad. I haven't talked to him since... 5th grade perhaps? I'm a sophomore currently.
I wish he would've been there to lift me up, when I needed him.
I wish he wasn't a deadbeat.
I wish he didn't drink.
I wish he'd remember that deep down, maybe he still loves me.
We all have wishes.
Mine won't come true, but I can wish, right?
All I can do is hope for a better tomorrow.