dearhonestyx

My life is one huge goddamn joke.

Routine is all i know, school and work and homework.
Then eat, and sleep.
And sleep some more.

I sleep more than you think.
I forget things when i sleep.
I leave this life when i sleep.
I … can take a break.
Sleeping is safer than heroin, anyways.

Digital photography class is a joke, and if i didn’t love photography, i would commit suicide in this classroom.

I learn nothing at school.
I hate when people talk at me.
I want to tell someone what im thinking for a change.
Im sick of hearing your voice.

I want to rip my fingernails off right now.
They’re ugly, and girly.
And im not girly.
And im glad.

I have a hole in my nose, now.
Three holes, to be exact.
It hurts when i sneeze.

My heart has been broken for a while now,
it hurts like a motherfucking riot,
and you’re the only one that can piece it back together.

I give my best friend the credit for keeping me alive,
she is insanely incredible.
She puts up with everything i have to dish out – which is a lot.
I love her.

I know that i should thank You.
You created me.
I know that You have something to do with everything.
Sometimes it seems that You’re not really around.
I seek You in everything that i do.
But, do You seek me?

I have ADD, and im always confused.

I spaced this journal entry out really creatively,
and dumb ass Redbubble wont format it like i fucking want it.