Dear Diary, I’m so ready for Thanksgiving Break

Today instead of writing bad poetry (glorified journal writing) I'm actually just gonna write a journal entry so let's see how it goes. I woke up really early this morning and studied for a math test. Exciting right? After math test in first per. I worked on internship stuff (interview that I've been working on …

Late Night Calls

Face buried in my pillow, phone pressed to my ear. The door is open and so are the windows but I'm whispering. "How's your day?" "It's night." "How was your day?" "It sucked." "I'm sorry. " "Don't be. I pity myself enough for the both of us."   And it's late. Late enough that I …

There are these people who are constants in your life

Over the past four years of my life I've changed more than I'd like to admit but I've never exactly been happy or loved life. There have been times in which I've been content and there are times where I have been hopeful but not happy. And for each content or hopeful minute there are …

This Summer

This summer has been spent Trying to sleep at night and stay awake during the day. And I just exist, floating through these subjective realities, Trapped.   A sidekick looking for a hero. A war hero on death row.   I'm having growing pains, like when you grow wings But I don't have any wings …

I don’t wanna be saved. But I want you to try.

I have a new hobby. It's called begging for attention but then lashing out at the people who give it to you. I'll have these middle of the night conversations where its four fucking am and the night is lonely and I'm high off of not sleeping and oxygen and talking to myself. But the conversation …