Dear Life, I hate my brother. I love At The Drive-In. Please make these things the way the should be. Love, me.

At least act like you remember me. That I'm your best friend. Or that I was because I guess it should have been clear to me that I'm not anymore. That you don't think about me at all. You don't think you let me down. But you do. It's like I could die and you would attend the funeral and it would be one of those "too late" moments and you can't go back and make things ok again. But the only reason you would even want to was to make YOURSELF feel better. My feelings excluded. What's new?

I've been sitting here a little more than usual and something comes to mind a little more than usual you see you see yourself in the mirror before you go to bed I have to wonder if you sing about me too are you falling falling are you falling for me too are you falling falling are you falling for me too cuz if you're falling falling cuz if you're falling falling then I'll be right there to catch you

Nothing really, for me, is that bad. I just feel stuck. I might be in a lot of [now] meaningless relationships. My friend treats me differently when boys are present. I guess I'm not good enough to get phone calls and so have to rely on messages through online posts and siblings. But I'm not really stuck. I just don't take charge. I guess I don't want everything to change even though everything has and is changing dramatcially from what I've grown accustomed to. Things change all the time. I won't die I don't want to let things get me down. I'm not going to let things tear me down. I'm done being that way. Done being self loathing and pitiful It's time to start having real fun and forget about people who could obviously care less about me now.

Loving people is too hard. let's pretend we don't exist

I'm not the bad guy in this. We're pretty much even you're over dramatizing it ___________________________ I hate him I hate him so much

I just want to be here beside you whoever 'you' or 'here' might be. The boy I like the most has no idea. The boy I like the most has a 'you' already Maybe I'll go with the boy I sort of like but know I could grow to really like. Like I use to. Because I have to say being lonely, well, it bites.

why don't I care? I should care. should I?

this song is amazing as are all Bright Eyes songs I'll become a recluse. (or hermit might be the more correct term) homebody? nobody? loner? dirt? My health is a joke I'm not a jerk. I'm just the silent type.

welcome to the "so you got screwed over" club I'm not a new member just [trying to] starting over