Wednesday, December 19, 2012

the other day, someone told me that i was a flake.
and i can't get it out of my mind.
and ever since they called me that, i've noticed things that i've done that totally do make me a flake.
i could make a lengthy list.
and this is the way i've treated my life; flaky. promising one thing and doing another. or more, not doing anything altogether.

i hate myself for it.

(sorry for a bleak post right around christmas. i feel a bit more melancholy this time of year. i haven't a clue why. i just can't shake this strange sadness.)


  1. This reminds me of a meme....

  2. I think I'm the same way sometimes: always making promises I can't keep. I find solace in the fact that I have good intentions, though. I only make promises in the first place to make people happy, even though it's not very smart of me.


    1. i honestly couldn't have said it better myself. i always have good intentions.

  3. I'm sorry your brothers a meany. I told him he needed to say sorry. and I meant to tell you he was being super PMS-y. I love you baby and you can come sleep next to me now!


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