Our conference ended yesterday, *sniff, sniff*.
All our friends are gone. We're gone. I'm home. I miss a lot of people, and I generally miss everyone, I miss the hotel (NOT THEIR SPIDERS), the pool, the sexy life-gaurds, the food, the conversations... More, but one thing I miss the most is how OUT I could be.

I was pansexual and that was clear, my friend, CJ, started calling LGBT, LGBPTQ2, which stands for Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, PANSEXUAL, queer and questioning. Which made me,...

Can't do this...can't fight it anymore..

Thanks for leaving the packet of razors in my room mom...it helps a lot...

I need people right now..I want someone to care, but i know they shouldn't, I know i'm worthless...

It gets worse.
Today has been bad.
That's a lie.
Today has been awful.
Understatement.
The blade helps though.
That's what I live for.
Pain, and Hurt.