we will never sleep cause sleep is for the weak. & we will never rest till we're all fucking dead

i said before ill say it again if you think your alive your better off dead.
so throw your diamonds in the sky and we'll say gold forever.

ive had. minimal amounts of sleep.
last night. another fight
i should have known it was coming.
oh well.

its frickin friday
i want
to
frickin
nap
but
my mom
isnt letting meee!
frickin a.

pompeii
musically.amazing.
im not sure about lyrically yet.
haha
i think. they are .. one of my fav. rock bands.

so far we've escaped the day without any type of fightingg.
hmm
what to talk about.

i dunno.
highlight of the day.
got to spend extra time after school with malea.
enjoying each others company was nice.

so i ordered my lovely gf.
a giant dog stuffed animal.
how exactly giant you ask = 5ft
thats how giant.

ice cold coke.
possibly
be the best drink ever.

mann
i feel
weird

ive been extremly lazy & slacking in school.
thats not good
i dont know why
but
i am.
oh well!

im not homesick. im just so sick of going home.

bring me the horizon.
they may not be Christian
and they may drop alot of f bombs.
but
the lyrics are real.
they are legit lyrics
its not a bunch of bullshit.
this is how life really fuckinn is.

so pretty much for a long time.
ive been pissed at my mom
and the anger never goes away.
everyday.
i find something new to dislike
how can i not even like my mom as a person
as character.
i hate it.
i really dont like her
i think a lot of it goes back
to when i was young
and she was never there for me
she was nonexistent in my life
now.
its catching back up to her.
now
that im older
i realize
your character.
your a hypocrite.

fought w. malea again.

you cant possibly understand why i stay with her.
or how i do it.
or what the frick is going on
how much strength it takes.
to put back your heart together.
to understand
that
you
malea.

its not your fault.

you have been stabbed in the back
way to many fucking times.

you are worth all my time.

"we're done with giving a fuck"

im sick of being judged.
im myself.

imout.

today (feat. a pic from sun. & pics from today)

pinatas for the partayy. 

mwahahaha

mar arthur park ministry. 

the lost sheep. 

priceless working w. the little kids. 

so yea. 

malea one of my jokes to seriously and yea we fought again. but everything is good now. 

ive been feeling pretty lazy this week. no lie. 

ohwell. 

this week is going by so slowwwwwwww!

frick