Home For My Thoughts.

I”m not feeling okay.

So I’m going to have a cigarette.

Where winning looks like losing, and I’m winning every time.

Soon you will end the pain 
And you will say that it did make you stronger
This is how you overcome 

(Voices fade away) And we’ve all heard it sung 
(They fade away, as the memory) You really don’t know what you got till it’s gone
(The memory remains) And then you want it back so much
Nobody ever warned you…

Breathe in, take in it deep
Cross your heart, it’s yours for you to keep
Wishful? I guess I never was
I am looking up now, death can change us

Breathe in, take in it deep (And I will keep, pieces of you alive in me)
Cross your heart, it’s yours for you to keep (Your spirit carries on.)
Wishful? I guess I never was (And I will keep, pieces of you alive in me)
I am looking up now, death can change us (Your spirit carries on.)

I will, stand alone
I will, learn from this, I will
I will, mourn the loss and I will be stronger

Hey, guess what..

I just found my old teddy bear, I remembered it’s name was Toby. I was like, hell no, how about… TOBY-ONE KENOBI!! ;D

Going to Dad’s tonight.

So no Tumblr for me )’:
It’s okay though, I had a fun day.. Got soaked with my friends and came home to some Razzles and a can of Dr. Pepper. :3 
And I get to see my Amber next Thursday.. Maybe, I hope so. :)

I’ll see y’all tomorrow. ;) 

Good night tumblr!

I’m going to sleep, Amber’s coming to visit tomorrow. 

I’m tumblring, facebooking AND downloading portal 2 through Steam.. All on 58KBs…

I’m a bad boy..

For sleeping in til’ 5 on a school day. :P

I had a dream where you said:

xeno-unknown:

“Oh my angel, you hold my heart, I’ve been dreaming of you like you have me. 

Can you touch my skin and lay your kisses on my cheeks, 

and to Manhattan sweep me away?”

I DO NOT NEED WEED.

I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it, I don’t need it.

I gave in yesterday. I won’t give in again. I will be straight edge. I have to. For myself.

Dear, secret lover.

I fought for you, I did. But he stole your heart, he took you from me. I will never forgive him, never. I just hope he doesn’t stab you in the back like he did to me.

I feel like a smoke.

I feel like giving up.
I feel like smoking weed.
I feel a hatred like no other.
I feel depressed.
I feel like drinking.
I feel like crying. 

I want to kill my best friend.

Dear, secret lover.

I’m not giving you up without a fight.