Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Thursday, January 13, 2011

This is bull shit.

You can't trust anyone anymore.
It's like, no bitch. No, I trust you.

I will never tell you anything ever again.
Die. 

Sunday, January 9, 2011

If anyone eats these, even looks at these before I wake up and get to try one, I will cut out their intestines. K cool.

Nom nom nom.
And the depression comes back and hits me as fast as slap across the face.
What happened to you?
*Sigh*
What happened to me?
What the fuck happened to us?

It's like the best thing in my life,
The only thing I count on being there through whatever happened,
Has just got up and left me.
Quite literally.

I have no faith in humanity, if this is how 'friends' treat each other.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

I want this.

‎"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane." 

I'm not done loving you, but I'm done chasing you.

Lets get this over with.

Hi, I'm Claire.
Not that you really care.

I suck at getting started with things, but here goes.

I don't know why I made this blog,
I don't know why anyone would read half the crap I'm going to ramble on about.
In reality I'm just another over emotional, overly paranoid, bitchy teenager with a blog.

Maybe I'll post something more interesting later when I finish my breezer, watch some movies and maybe try and call you again.