After all these implements and text designed by intellects ( Read more... )

so here it is...
the last one before i leave. i have high expectations which never turn out as expected.
if i dont have your address but you want a postcard, do leave it here. or not.
hopefully, i wont return, but if i do i will see yall and/or talk to yall in j u l y .

ciao

and i know exactly how he feels ( Read more... )

so not only did i stick myself with a needle today at work (sterile! whew) but i am dressed to the nines about to drive to the homestead resort for a weekend of golf, tea, and drunken belligerence with the 'rents. fantastic. should be a blast! or A SEVEN CAR PILE UP.

a conversation between my parents and my sister (while i wasnt present ( Read more... )

Take me out tonight ( Read more... )

mentally drained. physically sick. emotionally unstable ( Read more... )

oh, sweetness sweetness. . . this shit sucks. and now i know how joan of arc felt ( Read more... )

that was hotter than a three dollar pistol
oh and i am failillng

insomnia/accidents/loss of self esteem/anxiety/not taking care of yourself/being unusually suspicious/poor work performance/blackouts/memory loss/breakdown of relationships/trembling hands/easily annoyed/losing interest in activities/irritability