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Protection
I don’t write much anymore because I’m a bit paranoid about Internet safety. I feel like I have a future now and I have to safeguard it with all I’ve got.
Words are only words
Drunkenly, a little bit because I mean it, a little bit because I know it’ll mean something, I say, “Please don’t leave me.”
Birthday
Now that I’m turning 20 in less than an hour, I can’t not-so-jokingly tell boys they’re fucking a teenager anymore and that makes me a little sad.
London
I’m heading off to London in a few days with only myself, a few wads of cash, and a book.
Lost
I look at my screen and I don’t know what to say.
Tinder
He seems like the kind of guy who got beat up in high school and, now, here he is, pouring Trader Joes wine to a minor and bashing a college degree even though he knows I’m a student.
Teacher
but I think I have a crush on my English professor.
The Smiths
You’ll never really be unique but isn’t it kind of reassuring knowing that there’s always going to be someone somewhere who has felt this way too?
Lana
I’m just going through the motions of playing every character Lana del Rey has ever been.
Unsure
“You like it rough, don’t you?” I almost wrecked on the way home.
Tired
I’m trying to write more regularly. I think I just like whatever boy is paying me the least attention at the time.
Broke.
Why can’t I write anymore? I used to be so passionate about words.
Boys
I don’t know what I feel anymore, except anxious.
California dreaming.
I wrote a long entry but I’ve erased it. I’m dull now.
Summer
I guess summer is as good a time as any to be broken-hearted
Trash
He won't leave. I'm too weak to go. I screw over everyone and it's starting to blow up in my face and my ticket isn't fucking guaranteed.
Justification
He's probably, definitely, more likely than not, emotionally abusive. But I think I might probably, definitely, more likely than not, be a complete fucking masochist.
Cinco de Mayo
And then he left me.
Nicotine
I can't stop smoking cigarettes. I forgot how to write.
Sobriety
I've been sober one month today which is by far the longest I've gone since the first time I got drunk.