I feel like a very private person suddenly for no reason.
I'll be in this huge, empty place for the next two weeks while he goes to Chicago.
I'm not sure why I opted not to go. I already regret it.

I got married.

( STOP. )

reply with a secret/confession/anything anonymously here

I quit livejournal.
If you want to contact me:
stop stammering on AIM.
http://www.myspace.com/businessmen
or 717 858 7001 if you want to be really insane and call me.

Good day!

My friend page isn't loading.
Which pisses me off.

I took advantage of the rename token I had for having an underscore in my name.

devolve_ is now ataraxis, the plural of ataraxia for whoever doesn't know. & those of you who don't care, hurrah for useless information.

So... that would be it then.

Gone until next Tuesday.
If you have my number, you know how to reach me.
Everyone have a brilliant Thanksgiving.

You slept in the same bed as her.
You held her until she fell asleep.
You whispered that you loved her.
You left.

Something you'll always be doing.

If you want to be added comment with:

-Your name & age.
-Something interesting about yourself.

Add me first. If I don't reply within a few days, you're not added, so please remove me from your list.