Fuck.

 MAN I whine a lot on here! I am going to do that less. I am almost an adult now. Right? Is that when whining stops? Adulthood ( Read more... )

 Well, I'm back from the dead. In a manner of speaking, anyway. Truly I was dead, for a while, but now I think I see sunlight again. What is up, end of the tunnel ( Read more... )

 I dream of living alone.

 Happy 2010, persons I enjoy. Hopefully it won't blow.

 Today is the worst day of my life. It is the most horrible, devastating day I have ever had, and I wish that I were dead.

 Worst. Christmas. Ever.

I am a baking fiend! We're having a buttload (approx.) over for Christmas so my mom and I are doing the cooking, and we're trying to do a bunch of it early and then freeze it to save time/energy. I made star-shaped sugar cookies and chocolate-hazelnut-Nutella cookies and also a cake! Except the cake is for my mom because today is her birthday. ( Read more... )

This is some more bullshit I wrote. I think it's called The Reckless Thing but I dunno.

I never done a reckless thing in my whole life, she says as she presses her cheek against the bare skin of his shoulder. He smiles at the ceiling when the frizz of her graying hair tickles his throat.

That so? Never?

It is so. Hear that? ( Read more... )

This is some shit I wrote for my fiction class. It's not done. I hope it will be a cool story. It does not have a title.

He taps his grubby fingers on the stained wood of the bar. Grains of filth come loose from his long fingernails. He shoves another pint in a tarnished glass in front of the man who talks too much, spilling some of it ( Read more... )