our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises

I think that they're all wrong.
I hope it stays dark forever. I hope the worst isn't over.
I hope that you blink before I do, and I hope I never get sober.
and I hope when you think of me years down the line, you won't have one good thing to say
and I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out, you'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning.
there is no sign of land.

possibly the saddest song ever written.

oh jeez.

this is my second blog named oh jeez.
I found that humorous.
I can perfectly immitate Tim Gunn.
I'm not sure if I should broadcast that
...make it work.

Love, Will

74.

I really don't like school. I just feel...bad when I'm there. I don't like school in general. I regret not homeschooling. But I guess it's getting my mind off of things. Which is good. My only friend is moving in a month. Now I might not have any friends in my classes. Wouldn't that be dandy? I despise my World History class. It's just...the worst. It's cold. Me and 2 other people are the only white people in there...and I'm not being racist. But when the entire class reeks and doesn't give a shit about school, I tend to get angry. I miss summer. I can't wait to sleep in on Saturday. I'll feel right at home.

Love, Will

73.

Then she leaves, with someone you don’t know. But she makes sure you saw her. She looks right at you and bolts. As she walks out the door, your blood boiling your stomach in ropes. And your friends say, “What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Then you walk, under the streetlights, and you’re too drunk to notice, that everyone is staring at you. You just don’t care what you look like, the world is falling around you.
You just have to see her.

You know that she'll break you in two.

today was one of the worst things I've experienced.

from 1:00 this morning to right now.
it's been awful. I feel like I'm in a daze.
if anyone speaks to me I don't really talk back.
the worst things that could've happened, happened.
I lost everything.
consider this my resignation from blogging for a while.
stay classy

Love, Will

even all the words in my head couldn't string together a sentance

I need to get the new Cage album.
I forgot how much I loved him.
who thought anyone would gain success with a genre like "Dark Hip-Hop"
sounds lame.
it's not.

Love, Will