This will be my ranting journal and my GJ will be my normal journal.

basically cause no one reads this one anymore.

SO I WONT FUCKING PISS YOU OFF I GUESS.

not that I care.

fuckers.

It feels so good to not care. hahh.

No one fucking understands how I feel. I just want to be normal. no more shrinks. no more meds. no more fucking bullshit. I hate my life. I just want to die. every single day I think about it at least once. I hate this. I fucking hate this.

When I listened to the music, it sounded so beautiful. It was like I was hearing for the first time. All I could do was lay there in utter bliss and astonishment. It felt like electricity was going through my body. I couldn't stop moving. I noticed a cat laying next to me, but when I went to pet it, my hand went through it and vanished into ( Read more... )

okay fuck that to do list. I'm just going to go to RoseAnNe's house and get fucked up in some way shape or form.

THiNGS i NEED TO D0:
CLEAN
TRY CHOCOLATE MiLK WiTH PEPPERMiNT SCHNAPPS
LOSE LiKE... 10 P0UNDS

ST0P TYPiNG LiKE DiS....

my life is boring. give me more drugs.

current annoyances ( Read more... )

I CAN FEEL MYSELF BEING EATEN ALIIIVEEEEE

I hope I die. MOTHERFUCKERSS. hahahahahaa
ahahahaa
ahahahahaahhaahahahaha.

All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me out of this place
I'm outta place
I'm in outer space
I've just vanished without a trace
I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow
I'll be back in an hour or so

White wine & sleeping pills help me get back to your arms....