2 seconds took away from my awesome night.
I should just push you out of my life right now. I really should. Doesn't have to be forever, but at least for a while. I feel like shit sometimes. I get really down. I'm not hopeful. I'm not myself. I have really shitty nights. I'm addicted to this shit though. Or am I? I know I should get away. I really believe it. That's a start isn't it? We shall see.
MOVE in less than 2 weeks. Then Bam Road Show and seeing Chloe. I'm excited for all of that. I'm trying to be at least.
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Monday, June 14, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Stick through tough times, take action when you need to
Tonight I was able to breath okay for the first time in awhile. I feel good. : )
I hope today was good for you. I hope 2mrw is better.
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I hope today was good for you. I hope 2mrw is better.
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Saturday, June 5, 2010
I believe love is the best thing life has to offer
I've heard the saying the good things don't come easy. From what I've learned so far in life, I'd like to think thats true. This is about me, about my life, and the people in it, and what's going on right now. Let me first say that sometimes I'm very strong-headed and I can take an extreme opinion. I realize this, but it also makes me who I am:
I used to do nothing but take words and use them to hurt people. I'd write you off over and over again until you were almost as fucked in the head as I was. Because I'd keep writing, and you'd keep reading. I've learned how hurtful words can be. Tonight I was reminded of that. I said something along the lines a week or so ago about how I don't like living here, I miss Lowell, I want to live in a community of awesome friends, I want to go down to Florida. There are a lot of people I don't like in this town. There are people I hang around with and talk to because there's no one better to. I am living with my family, and as much as I can hope that we will become closer, I'm also realistic and realize we probably won't. What I mean out of this is that I don't feel I have a community here, and I don't feel I have a purpose. Between my own life, and the friends I meet and can try to talk to and support, life can be very heavy and very difficult sometimes. I want to have a group of people in my life that I feel like I can fall on. So I know I'll be able to get through things. At school, I have Analissa who I talk to almost everyday. I also hang out with Mike and the 3 of us have a blast and some good conversations. I have my friend Chris C who's a couple of towns over that I can always hang out with and learn more about life and myself and everything! I have a friend Alessandra who I can also talk to about stuff and sometimes just go grab coffee with. I miss all of that.
(Fuck this is hard to write).
At home I don't have a lot of people. I have an amazing girl in my life, and she means more than anyone else. I care about her so much it scares me. She's the reason I haven't said "fuck it" and moved back up to Lowell for the summer. Life is interesting with her, in so many good ways. She is beautiful. She is amazing. Sometimes she asks me why I'm in her life, because she's so broken. I always give some cheep answer. But I feel like I couldn't find the write words to explain it to her that would make sense and be okay. But not being able to find those words, that's okay to me. We have a lot we can learn about each other and I hope we can walk through life together at least to some extent.
I wish I could live up in Lowell with her. It'd be the best of both worlds. I miss Lowell the most at times that I'm worried about her, or something with us, because I don't really feel like I have anyone to talk to; or any support. One of my close friends just says I need to get laid. What kind of shitty advice is that? I don't want to random go fuck someone. Ya, maybe my dick does. But I'd like to think I'm better than that. That I don't need that. And I'm searching for support and advice and sometimes it's hard to find. I know I have a couple of people but it's hard to find.
Here we go. I'll admit it. I hate that I'm working this summer. I'm sitting on my ass at a beach, and mowing some lawns. That's doing jack shit to change the world. I want to do more. I feel lost.
There's more to say, but I'm falling asleep. Maybe I'll finish 2mrw.
But know this:
I'm scared. I'm scared as fuck, because of this thing called love.
I've wanted to cry for a few weeks now. But there's no point if there isn't anyone to hold you. So I'm holding it in until that day.
I'm flawed. I'm fucked up. I'm wrong sometimes. But I'm me. I'm trying to learn and I'm trying to live. Do it with me?
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Kevin
I used to do nothing but take words and use them to hurt people. I'd write you off over and over again until you were almost as fucked in the head as I was. Because I'd keep writing, and you'd keep reading. I've learned how hurtful words can be. Tonight I was reminded of that. I said something along the lines a week or so ago about how I don't like living here, I miss Lowell, I want to live in a community of awesome friends, I want to go down to Florida. There are a lot of people I don't like in this town. There are people I hang around with and talk to because there's no one better to. I am living with my family, and as much as I can hope that we will become closer, I'm also realistic and realize we probably won't. What I mean out of this is that I don't feel I have a community here, and I don't feel I have a purpose. Between my own life, and the friends I meet and can try to talk to and support, life can be very heavy and very difficult sometimes. I want to have a group of people in my life that I feel like I can fall on. So I know I'll be able to get through things. At school, I have Analissa who I talk to almost everyday. I also hang out with Mike and the 3 of us have a blast and some good conversations. I have my friend Chris C who's a couple of towns over that I can always hang out with and learn more about life and myself and everything! I have a friend Alessandra who I can also talk to about stuff and sometimes just go grab coffee with. I miss all of that.
(Fuck this is hard to write).
At home I don't have a lot of people. I have an amazing girl in my life, and she means more than anyone else. I care about her so much it scares me. She's the reason I haven't said "fuck it" and moved back up to Lowell for the summer. Life is interesting with her, in so many good ways. She is beautiful. She is amazing. Sometimes she asks me why I'm in her life, because she's so broken. I always give some cheep answer. But I feel like I couldn't find the write words to explain it to her that would make sense and be okay. But not being able to find those words, that's okay to me. We have a lot we can learn about each other and I hope we can walk through life together at least to some extent.
I wish I could live up in Lowell with her. It'd be the best of both worlds. I miss Lowell the most at times that I'm worried about her, or something with us, because I don't really feel like I have anyone to talk to; or any support. One of my close friends just says I need to get laid. What kind of shitty advice is that? I don't want to random go fuck someone. Ya, maybe my dick does. But I'd like to think I'm better than that. That I don't need that. And I'm searching for support and advice and sometimes it's hard to find. I know I have a couple of people but it's hard to find.
Here we go. I'll admit it. I hate that I'm working this summer. I'm sitting on my ass at a beach, and mowing some lawns. That's doing jack shit to change the world. I want to do more. I feel lost.
There's more to say, but I'm falling asleep. Maybe I'll finish 2mrw.
But know this:
I'm scared. I'm scared as fuck, because of this thing called love.
I've wanted to cry for a few weeks now. But there's no point if there isn't anyone to hold you. So I'm holding it in until that day.
I'm flawed. I'm fucked up. I'm wrong sometimes. But I'm me. I'm trying to learn and I'm trying to live. Do it with me?
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Kevin
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