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I can never find the right words, but I will tomorrow...
I hope...
I think...
I got really close today, but the words get lost before they come
I open my mouth to speak, but before I know it, i'm all out of words and
all that comes out is a grunt worthy of a cave man...

I want to talk, but I need to get over my aversion to words, ya know?

Why the f**k am I telling you this?

Who are you anyways?

Why are you looking at my journal?!?

Are you stalking me?!?!?!

Ok... back to my feeling pathetic crying

ehh, maybe i'll get over it soon cause I would hate to not be able to talk with her all night.........

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I hate not being able to say what I want,

everything I think about saying sounds good when I plan it,

but when I get there it just sounds like asdjfhapdsfhbaoidsjgbpaijdgcrap

ya know?

fracken a** nuggets...

I can't even use words.....

and Alex if you read this, i'm SO NO EMO!
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I'm OME!!


and yeah.....

i'm totally out of words...

well not really, just out of words that I can say here...

umm.....

And omg, she is never alone...

I'm really predictable...

wow, it's rather easy to think of what i'll do...

that saddens me, I wish I could do something better...

I want a sammich...

all I can really say for sure is that silence is NOT, golden

It's a s**t brown...

at least my silence is...