so FUCK facebook. i can't be HONEST there esp in the way i write. because i'm so SCARED of being called. EMOtional

Pyro, pyro 
hands on fire
this is how i dance with you

trees, trees, 
dead dead trees
this is how i. how i please

i don't want to be
don't want to be alone
don't want to go home

home is just an empty room
filled with candles and 
blood blood red walls
and books, shelves
they just listen to the windows call

pyro pyro 
hands on fire
this is what you call me when
you're scared and don't know what
to say.

pyro pyro hands 
they're fire
lips of steel
my heart don't feel
pyro pyro

[	Current Location	|	peka	]
[	Current Mood	|	cheerful	]
[	Current Music	|	crosses, jose hernandez	]

today was good. had my hnrs humanities and hnrs anatomy and phys. finals today. i think i did okay. i've been talking to my buddy alot more so i'm feeling
better.
but yeah. 
today i ate some pretzels. and a fruit roll up. and a tiny granola bar. and then i went for a 2/3 mile run/walk.. 
now i'm having coffee
and my sis is home. finalyl

so. 
i don't know what to do, at all. all i can think of doing is fucking up again and just eating or getting drunk and i know that won't solve my problems. i've been cutting alot more lately even tho i'm supposed to be happier, everyone is telling me that i seem it. i must just be a fantastic liar. i miss ALEX so fucking much, the last few nights i can't stop thinking about him, i sent him a text to tell him i made it thirty days clean and sober and he didn't even respond. i really don't know.. but theres this new guy joe/trevor and he's really sweet and cute and likes me alot but i am having some trouble letting everything go okay. he left his hoodie in my locker and asked me to wash it for him over the weekend.. i ended up sleeping in it last night so i could smell it. maybe thats dumb i really don't know. 
shit
tits
ass