Sunday, November 13, 2011

Glad I Came

It has been a while, I feel like anyways, since I have written anything in here. I have pretty much have had different friends as diary's, but that is not the same as having your life written down. I realize how much it actually helps, now that I haven't been doing it. I want to start doing this much more, school work is just crazy. Anyways, why don't we get to the point? Which is me, that just sounds so self-centered.
I have started my second semester in college, and when I think back on it I think happy thoughts, but as if I have not been living life to the fullest. I spend 85% of my time with my gay best friend which is just too ridiculous. I just can't seem to stop, I've actually have had dreams of him being my boyfriend. That scares me, I would not want that to happen really, theirs no way in hell it would work out, being honest with myself. As far as my best friend goes, if anyone can remember, the one that I basically fawn over to the point of pathetic, yeah that one, I'm going to go visit her for Thanksgiving break. Hope anyone that reads this is proud of me, I told her I was bi. Personal achievement, but now it's almost like I want to backtrack, but I know that would be stupid.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011


Have you ever felt like once you say something out loud it becomes real, so you rather not saying anything at all. That's what I feel like now.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

"a heart that's harder than stone and it hurts to hold on, but it's missed when it's gone"- Brand New

So once again I find myself in the same spot, in the middle of 4 walls in my room in the middle of the night, awake because my brain does not know when to stop racing. I have stopped coming to this website because I didn't think anyone cares, which hasn't change, but when I think atleast I will have this to remember. A place to scream, where I don't have to worry about anyone's feelings, my safe place, a sort of home. I felt like doing a blog or a diary entry the way I see it, because I feel hurt. It hurts on the inside. Today I was suppose to skype with my roommate from college, and our gay friend because he's living with her for the rest of the summer. I'm going back two weeks early to live with her too, since she invited, knowing I'm not particularly fond of the small town I'm in now. She had to remind me to go on skype since I got screwed up, because of the time difference. We were talking and I thought everything was fine, then she was like oh ha ha the internet is acting weird, and went off. Knowing her I thought she was just kidding, then they never went back on, or texted me or anything. Later on tonight, he posted on one of our mutual friends facebook, guess the internet was fine at the house. That hurt. Then I go, fine, I can always rely on my best friend, sort of, kind of. So I ask her if she wants to Skype, if she couldn't that would be fine, just a question. Stab to the heart->her boyfriend was at her house for the week and then she was going to maryland with him for a week. I have been begging her to come visit me, but knowing her dad can be completly over protective, she said he will never let her go anywhere, even if I and a group of people were with her. She refused to ever argue or stand up to her father to come see me, I doubt she even asked. But she can go with a biyfriend, and here is the kicker, she is coming back alone. Now their is no problem, to argue with him to get that. That hurt.

Friday, May 20, 2011

I wanted to tell anyone out there that ever wants to talk or has questions feel free to email me at


Monday, May 16, 2011

Insides spilled across the Floor

Break me,
take me, and use me up.
Pick me up just to slam me into the ground.
I need to know that you still care,
I need to feel you wrapped around me.
Where is my home when you are not around me?
Please refuse to let me slip into the ghost of myself.
Bring me back to vivid colors and a world full of shapes.
Force me to see the sun when its still rainig.
Make me play in the dark, like I use to know to do so well.
See me for who I am,
because these walls are built too high to knock down.
Please, I beg you to put the effort in to save me.
I'm drowning, I'm chocking on my past, on the words I hold back.
Feel me move, let me remember the steps to your heart.
My heart beats in sync with others, don't let that change.
Fight for what is yours.
I can't let you down, I'm crying from the pain.
Do something.
Do anything.
Just don't forget me.

Back to the Happy Things in Life

The trio and quarto, with my gay best friend's boyfriend, which I love, we have formed is amazing. We all mesh really well, and the way our personalities flow, surprises me. I cannot believe that we somehow found each other, and I honestly hope that we stay friends, with technology today I hope we will. Life has so many twists and turns, that it can make any one's head spin. With my best friend, I am do not think I am in love with her anymore, because I never know where we stand. She can be as cold as ice when she wants to be, if I say something that upsets her. To be honest, I know what upsets her and I should steer clear of those subjects, but I want to tell her how I feel about certain subjects. Its hard when you are in the predicament I am in. I just breathe and try to take everything slowly and day by day, seeing what is out their in the world for me.
This summer though, I won't be doing that. I am back in this small town in the middle of nowhere. I am looking forward going back to college, I am suppose to go back early to live with my roommate for two weeks so we can have relaxation time. Right now I love life.

1 Goal Down

I would proudly like to announce that I completed one of my life goals. I have gone to a concert, it was not all that great. The mosh pit was not fun, or at all what I thought it would be. At first it was just swaying, but when people get violent, because they are drunk, the fun goes away. I re-read my last post, and some things I feel different about. For one, I know the time span does not seem like that much of a difference, but those of you who have can relate that weeks feel like months, and months feel like years. Things change and people grow into who they want to be.
But I have done something, that I regret in a way. My little trio was very close friends with a girl named Jay, but before their was a trio, last semester Jay and my gay friend got into a fight with her (not physical) because he felt she was "changing" for the worst, and Jay continued to ask him not to bring my roommatee along because Jay did not like her (immature). Anyways, personalities clashed and they were trying to move past it, but about a month ago I got into a verbal argument with Jay, with my gay friend present. He was upset at how she treated me, and I felt stupidly forced to tell him how she had warned me my first few weeks at school to be careful of him, because he drops friends. For him that was the last straw, and he talked with her and basically broke off their friendship, he has no plans to make mends, but Jay apologized to me by text, voicemail, and in person so I did forgive her, and I tried to fix her and my friend back together. At this point I had completely screwed it up, and felt horrible about it, because it is not like me to talk behind backs, I am usually a much more direct, tell it to your face kind of person. My gay friend has not told her what I had told him, because he does not want to force the ending of me and Jay's friendship.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Sitting in my Dorm

I made this blog trying to not just come on here to bitch all the time, but at this point I no longer care. I'm sitting in my dorm, just thinking about my life. I miss my best friend, which I may or may not be in love with, but she's too far away no matter what way I spin it. I can't even tell her I have ever liked a girl in general, less will I ever tell her its her. I'm loving college life in the fact that I have so much more freedom than I had at home, but I do get lonely. I told one of my friends here about my past, but no luck with that helping. Now I just feel stressed when I talk to her, so that's a fail. She brings up past memories, with the memories, and the way she is in general sometimes. It all just hurts to feel lonely. I've built a wall between me and everyone else, that I'm trying to break down before my heart says its okay. When I tried to tell my best friend about it, she just encouraged me to not try so hard, basically, because I have only known these people for a short amount of time. The reason my heart and brain doesn't fully trust them its because it shouldn't. I have days that the "trio" which are me, my roommate, and our gay friend (her "gay best friend") are all in harmony and have a good day. Then theirs days were we don't get along or someone gets excluded. Reasons why I have never done best friend trio's, but the other part is I sometimes feel like the third wheel, especially because my roommate loves to point out how he was and is her best friend first. She tries to push me away sometimes when he's not around, by saying commentaries about how much of better friends they are, but to me its not a competition. I want to have a close friend again, back to not having to explain myself, but do I even know what that means? Part of me is in love with my best friend. That does not even make sense, I can't go around having that. And to be clear, I will NEVER be attracted to my roommate. Well I have to go eat dinner with some other friends not including the trio since I'm in a mini disagreement with the guy friend, but I'll explain that in part 2.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Can't we all just get along?

Can someone explain to me why my roommate is always in a fight with someone? I don't understand, it is like she needs to be arguing with someone over problems that she creates or else she has nothing to do with herself. Last night was fun according to everyone but her. She does not drink, ever, because she has a large amount of alcholics in her family. I respect her decision and have never forced her too drink, though I think she will by the end of college.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Past my First Month at College

So I've entered college. I ended up getting a standard room with just one roommate which I am very thankful for, considering I know of people sharing a room with multiple roommates, that would not go well for me. For the most part we get along pretty well, and we share some of the same friends. In the beginning we mostly clashed because she did not seem to grasp the concept that if its mine don't touch it. If you feel the urge to do that, fight it. All you have to do is ask or text me if I'm not in the room and 99% of the time the answer will be yes, but we have gotten over that hump. The other problem we have is the clingy factor. If I am not with her she wants to know where I am, who I'm with, and approximately when will I be coming "home" because she is "lonely." It would be acceptable if this was a rare occurrence, but she has already gone around to my friends rooms looking for me if I don't tell her where I am. She has tried to tone that down, but she is working on it.
My major is Psychology, and I have been excited to start learning more of the basics of what I plan to do with the rest of my life.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Towards College

I't almost 1am and all I can think of doing is writing. I'm starring at the blank space waiting to be filled by my overflowing thoughts. I received my laptop yesterday aftern being torn away from it for weeks. That is one less thing to worry about, since I thought I might not have it back in time to go to college. School starts Tuesday Jan.18,2011 and orientation is Jan.17. I will be taking a road trip because I live very far away from my college, which won't be a problem later on, because I will live on campus. I don't know who my roommate will be or anything about what my college experience will end up being, but I am very excited to find out. I'm tired of wondering what will happen, and I am ready to jump in and fully put myself out there. I had a great Christmas and a good New Year's Eve. These holidays were definitely a better experience than the 2009 holidays. Those were for the most part disasters.