• last night, my parenst ahd this go about me, about how i swear too mch, how they think they should go through my phone, my facebook to check its appropriate, if they do, theyll find a side of me they dont know, and i doubt theyll like it oh NOTETOSELF: talk to ross im feeling horrible, my stomach acne, the work is bulding up and i cant stop beating myself up. its like luke. the world is tumbling around me and tiger arms sound so appealing and im getting so freaking close to bat country lastnight i ddint cut, but i got so close, i have these amazing new blades, really heavymetal, and i was lying there, and j txt mesaying please dont cut, i was like okay, if people make my descisions its better, its easier, then i got another text, DONT DO IT, and i was likefuckyouUU, tyring to ciontrol me, and i scized out abit ckx,kdfjlalflf and theres so much hw, i wonder, what would happen if i didnt work at all anymore this yuear, if i just didnt go to school, did stuff i like instead, maybe i'd be happy? but sont worry i didnt cut, i slept and woke up grumpy, i'm thiniking i mighjt just bail to victor on sunday, and not come back for the rest of the holidays i really want to, not even go to moustache monday, just not see anyone at all

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