[25 Jun 2007|02:13pm] new livejournal = hannahemily add it up. post comment

[23 Jun 2007|04:14pm] maybe it's time for something new. new-lj hannahemily post comment

i knew. [23 Jun 2007|04:02pm] i had this feeling. but i was wrong. and i'm so glad. i had this other feeling. but i was wrong. and i'm so sad. i don't really know what to say to him anymore. what is there to say? i hope that one day, you'll love me like i love you. then everything will be over and done. Dear world, I want to be happy. Help. Love, HannahEmily post comment

[22 Jun 2007|06:39am] I think one of my best friends and my ex are seeing each other behind my back. Fuckshitfuck. post comment

so hurry up and move on. [20 Jun 2007|11:42pm] basically i feel weird. but i need helllppp. its blue again. but my hair cut is shit. bleh. 1 comment|post comment

[19 Jun 2007|01:02am] if you love me. tell me now. because i need to hear it so bad. 5 comments|post comment

SCHEDULE CHECK. [19 Jun 2007|12:43am] DAY ONE: Data - Kiran Lunch Vocal - Caswell Drama - Duncan Writers - Tunicliff DAY TWO: Photo - Rosalle Spare English - Corry Lunch Music - Thomas bleh. 5 comments|post comment

i just realized... [17 Jun 2007|09:45pm] i just noticed how much i actually miss you. it's really heartbreaking. i'm sorry for being a stupid moody teenager. but fuck, i miss him. okay? post comment

I don't feel... [15 Jun 2007|11:23pm] [ mood | Cleansed. ] [ music | My heavy breathing & the jingle of change as dad walks in and out of the kitchen ] I don't feel pressure. I don't feel let go. I'm somewhere in between. I'm so glad I got out tonight and I could hang out with the people I love most. Caela; I'm so grateful that this has been 8 years of just bliss. I will always and forever be grateful for the things you've done for me. Honestly, you are the best. Anya; You'll probably never read this, but we've been through shit. Hell, shit is our best friend. But we somehow make it through. For better or for worst, I'm here. Keri; You don't understand what you've been for me the past week. You've been a friend, and guide, and best of all, I know I can talk to you without judgment. And you don't know what that means to me. You honestly don't. I love you and we are sweet like chicken. Kristen; I can honestly say, I've never felt closer. Your advice and guidance and friendship, has been the world and a half to me. I love you so much and tonight has been such a clearing night. I feel clean and refreshed. I feel happy and resolved. Mostly. lol. I still have some resolving to do, but you have helped me in the best way possible. Just letting me talk and holding my hand and telling me that everything will be OK. I love you. Mom; You don't pick up your phone and sometimes you just don't get it. But you've honestly proved to me how much you really did care about me. You helped me out and you gave me a hug and told me what you honestly thought. I couldn't appreciate that more. I honestly couldn't tell you. If I could put into words how much I love these people, you'd know it. But honestly, I can't. So you never will. Tonight at Festival, Kristen and I were with some people and some guys just started beat boxing and another started rhyming and I don't know what it was,(It wasn't the lyrics, just let me say that. I didn't know what the fuck he was saying.) but I felt so fresh and new; vibrant and clear; happy and revived; squeaky clean. It was a wonderful feeling, just having people you don't even know, clear your mind so much. It was good. Minus the sketchiness of it all, I feel good. Dear world, I'm almost back to new. And I can't tell you how good it feels. -Hannah Emily. The new one. post comment

hurry hold me;;; [15 Jun 2007|06:43pm] [ music | It's Not Over - Daughtry ] i'm wondering if you know i'm head over feet. i'm wondering if you knew it would end like this. i love you. alot. so don't let me down. please don't hurt me. just love me like i love you. p.s. i couldn't have asked for better friends to help me through this. you have made this 9283465923487 times easier for me. i honestly love you guys so much. its eighty shades of ridiculous. post comment

[14 Jun 2007|03:59pm] going to bed. feel like shit. p.s. i loved him.♥ post comment

[14 Jun 2007|12:14am] i need the song breakdown by the plain white t's. anyone have it? post comment

so there. [13 Jun 2007|11:31pm] [ mood | broken. ] she's back on the market kids. one month exactly. 1 comment|post comment

[13 Jun 2007|03:43pm] 'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com 'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com 'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com I fuckin' love these things. post comment

[12 Jun 2007|04:08pm] Tomorrow is my one month with Andrew. But i don't know how excited to be for it. Help me out. post comment

so yeah. [11 Jun 2007|03:53pm] [ mood | guilty as fuck. ] [ music | 102.1 The Edge. It's really wierd. I haven't listened to the radio in a while. ] i'm so glad you did what you did. but i can't believe it happened. i can't believe it. but at the same time, you have the worst timing. things were fixed. things were fine. then you did that. fuck man. i really really want you. fuck. i've told select people about what i'm talking about here. please, don't give me the "you shouldn't have to choose" bullshit and don't tell me that i'm making a mistake. it wasn't mine choice. if i could take it back, i would. but fuck. it felt more right than wrong. post comment

I'm over it [09 Jun 2007|12:54pm] If you SERIOUSLY think, I'm anywhere near forgiveness, you're very wrong. I've had it with putting up with your internet 345634 internet boys all at once. I had them, yes. I got hurt yes. But what hurts the most, is that you won't even fucking listen to me when I tell you that you're GOING TO GET HURT. YOU KNOW YOU WILL. Do you like being hurt by these strangers/lovers (Seeing as there doesn't seem to be a difference anymore)? Did you like seeing me the way I was? Because have a little fucking time to think about how I would feel seeing you the way I was. How did you feel? Do you want me to feel like that? Fucking GAH. You don't understand how much you've hurt me. How much you've confused and put me in awkward positions. Yes. That post WAS about you. I DON'T feel guilty. I don't CARE anymore. I'm not being nice. I'm not being slightly truthful anymore. I'm going to be blatantly honest with you: I just don't fucking care anymore. Okay? Okay. Now, by talking shit, I don't mean saying things behind my back. I mean saying things to my face. Little remarks that make a big difference. Saying shit about my friends ("At least I'm not a total slut.") She's not. She's a good person. She's a beautiful person. And fuck the world if she is a slut. That doesn't make her worthy of your judgment. Of ALL people, I'd think that you'd know about that. Know what it's like to be judged on face appearance. And to do that to someone else? Wow. Just wow. You can't even see it either. Fuck that shit. FUCK THAT. You won't even know half of what I'm thinking right now. p.s. Banquet was BOMB. 5 comments|post comment

[08 Jun 2007|03:44pm] My identity has been lost. I am a manufactured piece of shit. At least, I feel that way. Dear ____________, I fit a small at Le Chateau. Suck my tits. Love, Hannah♥ P.S. That visit to UHS today, was BOMB. Let's have a huge chill/rucus/shindig/thing soontime. 2 comments|post comment

[07 Jun 2007|04:21pm] I am fucking hott. 1 comment|post comment

[06 Jun 2007|06:06pm] [ music | Dirty Pennies - Erik Petersen ] if you even knew the thoughts running through my head, you'd shoot me, because you'd be saving me. on a lighter note, happy birthday: -WEIRZHOOKIE. -LUCKSMURF. ♥ all the best to you both on your day of birth. 1 comment|post comment

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