Event: Red Wings game vs. Sabres... losing game
Place: Delmas's living room
Situation: Hostile

Steven Rainey wants to stab me with a knife.
Matt Chichester probably wouldn't mind at all if i were hit by a car.

I really shouldn't be here.
I don't have the right.

Plus it has my heart rate up.
And my skin clammy.
Quite uncomfortable.

...go wings

Soooo... living off Boston in southeast Grand Rapids. with Carrie, my Badaxe love. it's fun... you know, the grand rapids vice team at the house across from ours with big guns and scary masks, our landlord got shot last week, we've been told we shouldn't walk around at night being "caucasian and all". yep, almost as lively as Carlton. With ( Read more... )

man, i'm so lazy with my journal now... can't even give it some elementary html. soo... i'm really dreading this year. it started off with me going to jail, getting kicked out of my parents' house, moving to wisconsin where my boyfriend hit me, and having to relocate once again to grand rapids. then i'll have to relocate again soon. huff... rob is ( Read more... )

Today, I had a boyfriend beat me up for the first time. I hit him first, sure... kuz he was screaming at me that i'm a stupid fucking cunt. whatever he has to fuckin' tell himself to justify his bullshit.

I can't bring myself to keep in touch with friends whom i haven't talked to in a long time and would like to talk to, and i can't bring myself to keep in touch with friends whom i haven't talked to in a while and have been trying to talk to me. I just can't... i'm not a failure, it's just that life isn't fair... it isn't fair. things don't have to ( Read more... )

They say that your whole life flashes before your eyes before you die... well... my whole life flashed before my eyes tonight. So, i think that statement is false. Because I am certainly not dead... that much I know. What did I see... I saw... potential. Complete potential. Surrounded by some super surreal glowy light. lol ( Read more... )

I... am alive right now. I am alive. I am completely in touch, in sense, in... i am in. my fingers are longer. my touch is more precise. my eyes won't follow. but they leave a really cool trail ( Read more... )

I want you to know, that I'm happy for you ( Read more... )

I need to get some things off my chest. I was going to do it on facebook, but facebook is way too readily available to the public. i mean, it's "private" and this isn't, but still, fewer people know of this and fewer people read it ( Read more... )

I am so tired. Of my life. Of the way it's being lived. I don't know what I am doing. I'm not going anywhere. I can't remember the last time I did something productive ( Read more... )