Not gonna lie, I've been horribly neglecting my livejournal due to myspace, and my suicide girls page. I feel as though I should update, but I also feel like myspace is taking over the world, and livejournal is falling through the cracks! How sad ( Read more... )

what are the odds of me being seen by someone walking in the rain down the streets of boston... and having that someone making a few calls to find my number because he really thought it was me... and having him call, and me answering a random phone number for once... and realizing that on the other end of the line, is one of my roommates from the ( Read more... )

They're right I suppose... I let him get away with it most of the time. I know when to keep my mouth shut, which is more than I can say for myself usually. But when it comes to being weak in this sense ( Read more... )

Every so often I get a little itchy to get myself colored on or speared. It's agreed that these times are becoming closer and closer together, I feel like it may be becoming a slight addiction. Laugh all you want, I know no one gets rings in their face anymore, everyone has the little jewel stud... well, blah to that. This one matches my earrings, ( Read more... )

So I know I just had a huge party at Casey's in honor of me moving to Boston, and that everyone I know and love showed up, and we all got good and wasted... but jesus people, it's been a few weeks and it's my birthday so why the hell not do it all again ( Read more... )

So I have moved to Boston. I have a leopard print room with one black wall, just like I wanted. I have a city view, and I fall asleep at night to the cars driving by, and the glow of the tiny stars someone else stuck to my ceiling. My cat matches my room, and she curls up in the window sill and watches; I think she knows that she can't go outside ( Read more... )

some days just really fucking suck. way too stressed. way too much of a pushover. way too nervous about moving. Way too much driving going on in my life, but at least I get to go see my girl Lisa! I'm so excited, I need to GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!!

things are insane. Boston in creepin in, 3 weeks and counting. I'm working on making sure I'm going to have all the furniature I need. A job or two, a proper moving van, friends to help, a shoulder to cry on when I get so overwhelmed I could burst... it's all so much to deal with, but it's making me so happy to know that I'm finally running away in ( Read more... )

sometimes postsecret makes me cry. If there's any better way to realize how good you have it, read some of the secrets some people send in. It's so touching, sometimes hitting too close to home, all so creative and beautiful.... check it out.

For those of you who don't know: http://www.

things I love... cute bartenders. can we discuss the concept of a harmless crush, and how fucking fun it is to have someone to giggle at all day long? I feel like I'm in elementary school again chasing little boys around the playground... And the other day ang pointed out to me that I only have a certain amount of time to do anything about it, and ( Read more... )