Bronx16Love's blog

I'm tired. I have no inspiration to write, draw, or play my guitar.
I feel so slow. Sloppy.
Songs are loosing their color. And the sky is losing its meaning.
Haha. See if you get that one?

I feel lost and out of control. I just want to fly right out the window.
But I've got no where to go.
I feel so empty, and dry.
There's no room for me to cry.
I try to make things fun, but only succeed in making my knuckles bleed. Again.
I'm tired. Good-Night to all you insomniacs.

I'm laughing like a maniac here!
I love to go back and read all of Ray's blogs. THey're so funny.
I must tell people about those awesome blogs...

READ THEM! READ THEM! READ THEM! READ THEM!
Xo.
Look at Mikey in the background

I'm laughing like a maniac here!
I love to go back and read all of Ray's blogs. THey're so funny.
I must tell people about those awesome blogs...

READ THEM! READ THEM! READ THEM! READ THEM!
Xo.

Why? Why now?
Life is so screwed up for me.
It's times like these I contemplate suicide or running away.
I hate my life.
But I'm not like this 'cause of Bob B., though I'm definitely sad he's gone. It's just things happen to
me that I don't understand. Awful things. I'm an idiot.
I'm a monster.
An animal.

I only hurt people, I wish I could love. Be normal!
This is all so frustrating.

, Brandi Beast.

Geez, I'm so frustrated. Don't know how long I can hold on. Don't know how long I can listen to Our Lady Of Sorrows before the words start wearin down.
Don't know how long I can keep going with everything, and every fuckingone messing with my mind.
So angry.

I can barely type. My toes are acheing. My fingers burn, they feel swollen and slow. But SNOW IS AWESOME!

Beautiful freaking air!
There's even snow.
San Antonio sucks.
I Love Dallas! Ahhh!
I'm miss my hometown SO much. Everything is so familiar from my childhood. God, I miss this town.

The title may sound disturbing, but it's not.
I was trying not to laugh when my little sister told me to chug a bigred. I couldn't hold it in so it just spewed out of my mouth. Now my hands are sticky and so if my face.
Disturbing?

I'm so excited!
I'm going to Dallas (My Hometown!) with scraggily skinny jeans, my MCR hoodie, my iPod, all of the MCR cds/dvds, and my pillow.
Not to mention a redbull and a large amount of money. Haha.
I'm excited.
My fingertips smell like gasoline.
I'm so excited.
And no. I'm Not Okay!
I Promise!

Today no school for me! I went to court with my big sister. She got a fine and community service.
Ah! This Pawn Shop has beautiful guitars.
I want that Les Paul, really, really bad.
Can you pawn shoes?

I'm hungry.