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(no subject) [Mar. 17th, 2005|02:47 pm]
New journal.


Adddddddddddd me.
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for shizzle. [Mar. 14th, 2005|10:09 pm]
Im done with this piece of shit.
No one bothers to read it anyways.

Im out.
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(no subject) [Mar. 9th, 2005|04:17 pm]
[mood |contentcontent]
[music |Counting crows-colorblind]

Its Rather funny.
I can have the best days,
then the worst.
But no matter what.
I make myself happy in the end.
I have never found anyone that i can just laugh at and be happy with.
Except for myself.
I think i have finally realize, that there is a purpose.
Im here for a reason.
And even though im not perfect.
I love myself.
Yes, little old ulgy Taylor.
I cant find a boyfriend.
And im not looking for one.
But when they find me.
Youll see me smile again.
And when it happens.
Ill let you all know.
: )
But until then.
I am ready.
I am fine.
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im glad im learning. [Mar. 5th, 2005|10:48 am]
[mood |creative]
[music |mcr-hunny the mirror isnt big enough]

It took awhile.
But i realized.
Love is fake.
Well at least for me it is.
I hate this all droopy "i love looking into your eyes"
Yeah thats over.
I dont need people saying "Oh hunny you look beautiful" anymore.
Im fine by myself.
Im done with people saying im ulgy.
If you think i am good.
Cause the thing is, you cant find happiness.
Even though the whole time.
Its right in front of you.

I make myself happy.
: )

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Goshhh. [Feb. 27th, 2005|11:59 am]
[mood |bouncybouncy]
[music |highway to hell-ac/dc]


Gosh im so flippin ganstah.Collapse )

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i learned, i can make myself smile. [Feb. 19th, 2005|11:01 pm]
[mood |lovedloved]
[music |sesame street theme song]

Sometimes i make myself so happy.
I just freeze up.
And smile so big.
It makes me feel better.

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Yeah it sucks being young. [Feb. 17th, 2005|04:46 pm]
[mood |complacentcomplacent]
[music |death cab for cutie-sound of settling.]

 I love it when my parents tell me how useless i am.
Makes me think i really am useless.
All i got is my music.
I really need a fucking ipod.
I guess i should go get my workers permit.
So i can get a job.
I need it.
That and a new straightner.
And a cell phone.
Gawd, this sucks.
Im lonely, and i have nothing < /3

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this is fact, not fiction. [Feb. 16th, 2005|07:49 pm]
[mood |crushedcrushed]
[music |death cab for a cutie- lack of color]

I hate rejection
I get it all the time
but this time, it was so much worse.

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(no subject) [Feb. 14th, 2005|07:42 pm]
[mood |crankycranky]
[music |testing the strong ones-copeland]

Valentines day = Fake love Brandon and i are over. My phones gone, dont bother texting or calling.
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i love when we act like this. [Feb. 10th, 2005|09:10 pm]
[mood |contentcontent]
[music |Vanessa Carlton-white houses.]

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