Everything’s so fucking hard now. I don’t even know what to do. That’s why tomorrow I’m just going to do what I did the past two days and get completely fucked off my pills. So much easier.
Making love to Frank Ocean is really fucking wonderful.
Two months ago today, I woke up next to the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. It wasn’t the first time, but this time it was different; she was mine. <3.
Parents really fucking piss me off with how they think they know everything and completely ignore their fucking kids.
You cut? — You just want attention.
You starve yourself? — You must just think you’re not hungry.
You’re gay? — It’s just a phase.
You do drugs? — You’re a criminal and you should be treated as such.
You have sex? — You’re an irresponsible whore.
You have insomnia? — Get more sleep at night.
You’re depressed? — Stop being a crybaby and grow the fuck up.
You have anxiety? — Calm down; stop worrying about everything.
You’re in love? — You’re just young and naive; you don’t know what love is.
Yeah? Well, guess what. It’s a new fucking generation. We mature faster. And we’re pretty fucked up. You don’t know what’s going through our heads. It’s not the same as back when you were a teenager. So when your kid is trying to tell you something really personal, shut your fucking face and actually fucking listen for once.
Some days, it just really pisses me off to see her coz I’m a jealous fuck.
Taylor wrote me a three page note about why she loves me and it was really cute. I love her so much. <3.
I wish Taylor could sleep with me every night. I can’t sleep worth a fuck if she isn’t in my arms. I like knowing that she’s okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
We’re not okay.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
It really pisses me off when she has her period coz she doesn’t want anything to do with me. So much for fucking seeing her this week.
