i still wear your heart around my throat

i feel like i have nothing to say. nothing to write about. so weird.
i guess it's because i'm keeping a lot of things to myself lately.

if me at 16 had met me today, me at 16 would probably punch me today.
i'm not sure if that makes sense.
i don't know.

i have no idea when i got so cynical.
i mean, obviously time, and a handful of people made me that way.
i just thought i'd never give up. and i think i have.

me and esun were talking about tattoos.
and the next one i'm getting has so much meaning,
that it's really hard for me to discuss with a lot of people who know me really well.
i will probably only really tell the meaning to a few people.

that's something else i don't like about myself now.
i used to be so open and i'd tell anyone anything.



i'm not even sad, so i'm not sure why this entry comes out as depressing.
whateverrrr. tomorrow is thursday! bar night!

cannot wait to see trishy this weekend.