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[12/11/2008 @ 2:58pm] |
dear journal, me and ben are still together i go to mott i am failing kira doesnt really wanna hang out with me, but i try to talk her into it. my dads been tryin to hang out. and life is gay. the end.
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[01/02/2008 @ 7:19pm] |
My Junkie Name
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Abusin' Susan
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Jobs Lost:
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Fifteen
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Cash On Hand:
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Twenty Four cents
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Last Item Pawned:
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Fake Jewlrey
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High:
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Twenty One hours a day.
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Piss Tests Failed:
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Twenty Four
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Drug Of Choice:
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Hooka
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[01/02/2008 @ 3:15pm] |
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im a very depressing entry to read.
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[10/25/2007 @ 11:54pm] |
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im a sad panda.
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[10/23/2007 @ 12:34am] |
im gunna be a fairy for halloween. i have no idea what im gunna do.
but im gunna be tripping. or drunk. and high.
i hope nothing lame happens...
because something lame always happens this time of year....
things overall are good. nitty gritties are lame the head shit is lame. the wimpy shithead is creeping up...
slow as fuck, but obvious as jello.
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[07/01/2007 @ 3:19am] |
 thats my mind.
there's nothing going on.
oh my god.
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[06/18/2007 @ 6:56pm] |
desis sick. bens sick. desi got ben sick. now we are both sick.
tis the TB.
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[06/04/2007 @ 2:11am] |
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i wish instead of turning 17....i was turning 18. and i wish that instead of not working at all this weekend... that i had just got my hours moved. i wish i didnt hate so much. i wish i worked during the week.. instead of weekends... and i wish girls were easier to hang out with.
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[05/30/2007 @ 2:43am] |
im addicted to livejournal, and will probably always have an attachment. but ive gone back to personal journals. ive lost all of mine.. and im thinking i threw them all away.... i get a little mad sometimes and do stupid shit. either way.... bye livejournal. ill still read and comment.. but my entries will be short, simple ...and will probably have a reason.
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[05/29/2007 @ 10:54pm] |
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fuck.
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[05/21/2007 @ 7:57pm] |
by memorial day... it will all have been said and done. this is it, and that is my final word. cigarettes are for the unqueer.
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