Not much. Just some Doritos. I feel too shitty and sleepy to go downstairs for more food. :/

…wont it?

I have a dream where my teeth are falling out. Even as a child I always had dreams where my teeth would become brittle and break off. Or, I clench my jaw so tightly shut that they become loose and fall out.

When I have a panic attack I usually bite my teeth together because of the nausea.

They say that dreams about your teeth falling out means you’ve missed out on an opportunity or you’re worrying about something.

It’s kind of eerie how relevant that is…

Both my sister and I have had these dreams since we can remember. Maybe it’s because we’re twins, or because we both suffer from the same mental illness?

I’ve been having a lot of these visions at night. Hopefully I can get over this stress and stop my procrastination.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I’m falling apart.

I love Jayce so much. But his jealousy is making me feel like shit. He’s amazing, he is, but lately he’s been so jealous and possessive. If I make a new friend and it’s a guy he’ll tell me he doesn’t like them and that he doesn’t trust them.

Like Shane, in my english class.

He’s never met Shane. He’s really a sweet guy. He’s cute and everything but not my type. He has a girlfriend who he loves very much. I can tell he loves her, just like I love Jayce. I just want to make some friends in university. I’m not interested in anyone else but my boyfriend.

He told me that it’s not that he doesn’t trust me, he just doesn’t trust other guys. It’s so frustrating. I really wish he’d be less insecure. I want him to be friends with Shane. I KNOW they’d get along.

Jayce, I love you, but you’re really getting under my skin. You’re trying to make me guilty. That isn’t right.

What do I do?

I love her, but she’s getting more and more immature everyday.

Look, I don’t give a fuck. It’s just annoying to see you try so hard to be a different person in front of other people. We’re all secretly thinking the same thing.

“Be yourself for once. The real you is amazing. This facade your putting on makes you look like a complete idiot.”

I long to see the brilliant hues of red and orange that appear in autumn. 

I want to feel my cold fingers become warm in your hands.

We’ll walk downtown all day during the weekends and drink steaming hot chai tea with slices of apple caramel cheesecake.

I’ll wear a long skirt and petticoat, woven tights, brown boots and warm wool knits.

You’ll wear your lovely wool peacoat and dark gray pub cap. 

We’ll step on brown leaves on the sidewalk just to hear the crunching sound.

When I get cold, you’ll hold me and say that I’m cute, and kiss the tip of my nose.

Just like last fall.