i am watching an infomercial for a blanket with sleeves. it's fleece. it's called the "snuggie". i'm pretty sure i just found the perfect gift for every member of the bellevue family ( Read more... )

i'm completely miserable. sick. everything sucks. i really can't stand anyone that's around me ever and i don't know what to do anymore. i think i'm calling out of work tomorrow because my throat kills and i have a fever. i miss people like tricia. i wish i still had friends that i could hang out with sober and have fun. i hate boys. i hate ( Read more... )

things are good. i love my new house. i love that kendra and i just have parties on any given day and none of the surrounding crackheads ever complain. i like rocco a lot. it sucks that mike hates me but i'm trying to stay positive and do what's good for me. i've been doing a pretty good job. lost a best friend this week. that really sucks. ( Read more... )

i am so confused right now. fuck, i've been confused for days now. between what happened to frado and my failing relationship i don't even know what to think. the wake was so much harder than i ever could have imagined. i just left a party that i should have been at because all i wanted to do was tell everyone exactly how i feel about them and how ( Read more... )

being single is weird. and liberating. derfa was right when she said i rely too heavily on boys. hell, ive had a boyfriend since i was 15. im glad im going to learn to make myself happy. without needing some guy to tell me i look good when im done getting ready or other stupid things like that. i want to stand on my own two feet, comfortably and ( Read more... )

i never write in this thing anymore. maybe for a lack of caring. maybe for a lack of having anything interesting to say. i'm probably getting a new job. that is both so exciting and abolutely horrifying. i'm watching celebrity rehab. you know what all i can think of is? how much i've come to resent alcohol. and drinking in general. i hate what it ( Read more... )

fuck the freeworld. tattoo your face. who gives a flying fuck about your wedding day. spending money like it's going out of style.

attention: if you're someone in my life that claims to be my friend, lives in the boston area, has parties that i'm never invited to because of high school related drama, and never makes any attempt to talk to me/hang out with me/be a good friend to me - we are no longer friends. not like we have been for awhile anyways. don't bother trying to ( Read more... )

i'm a sucker. i have a soft spot in my heart for every person i've ever loved in my entire life regardless of the reason they're no longer in it.

injured and out of work until next friday. 9789944308. call me to make plans. let's get wasted and go to the beach and swim all day every day. kbye.