life is hard.
sometimes the things that convince you to get up in the morning are the same things that put you to bed with tears.
it's sad... i never wanted to be so cynical.

isn't it funny how friends come and go?
best friends can just drift apart....
odd really.

i hate lice.
it really is a terrible thing...
i can't even see my boyfriend untill it's completely gone. and i can't go back to work untill i get a doctors note saying i'm cured. i guess getting a day or two off is kinda nice.... but i really need money. i need a car. ugh... stupid lice!

so... i havn't posted in awhile. nothing too terribly exciting is going on. i'm not grounded anymore... that's nice. i need a car REALLY badly, asap. i got my hair cut. it's cute except she cut the bangs wrong. meh... oh well. bangs grow quickly ( Read more... )

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I hate valentines day.
-the end-

wow... everything just keeps going at a steady downward spiral... i can't be too worried though. eventually i have to hit the ground.

The cold air biting at my cheeks made them the shade of cotton candy. The night seemed abnormally quiet, with the moons brightness comparable to streetlights. Walking through the Woodstock Square I realized that I had nowhere that I had to be for hours. The darkness of ten o’clock suddenly became cold and uninviting ( Read more... )

i may die tonight. and i honestly don't think i'de mind that too much...

sometimes a day and a half home is all you really need. sometimes alone time is the cure-all.