my mom told me tonight that I like it up the ass.

sometimes I go to parties that look like they're in crackhouses.
sometimes I get lost at Purgatory Chasm in the woods for hours in the dark.
sometimes when I'm lost I pop out in people's backyards and huge scary dogs chase me.
sometimes I get really bad road rage and try to fight people on motorcycles.

my life is absurd.
and so are you.

sometimes I get all worked up over nothing.

sometimes I pretend I don't know what's going on, and that I'm naive. but I'm not and have everything already figured out.

three months up. three months down.
three months down. three months to go.
three months of hate.

what a strange and mysterious trip. I made a fool out of myself. it's nothing new. making the same mistakes over and over again. I'm not as thick-skinned as I come across. I can dish it but I can't take it.

I'm getting more pissed with every passing heartbeat. Yet, one can only wonder, isn't every pasing heartbeat another step towards death? Are we not in this world, only so we can die? Is the only reason of living, dying? What purpose do we have, to get up every morning, to a scarred body, work, & do it all over again? Are we nothing but toys to a ( Read more... )

you know when you listen to a certain cd, song or band and it makes you think of a certain period in your life. I just listened to the cd I make him for valentines day twoish years ago.

I wish we never met.
I'm so fucking bitter right now.
I just realized I wasted two+ years of my life.
I can't wait to paint my walls & erase all those memories.

haven't updated in a while.

things are going decently.

I've moved on from certain things, which is pretty fantastic, considering the situation.

morris! on friday was pretty fantastic. probably the best morris! show I've been to in a long time. I love it.

I'm like the lamest girl in the world.
true fact.

this weekend will be hectic.
friday: ( Read more... )

ms. ashlie tagged me ( Read more... )