I miss waking up in the morning and knowing that there was a very likely chance that somebody would fuck with me, and I would have the fun of getting them back. I miss people respecting me just because they heard of how good I was with a knife. Now, people just talk bad about me because I hang around that bitch. I'm not a fuckin' emo fag, and I'm ( Read more... )

I'm thinking that it might not have been such a great idea to have this most recent addition to the household. I don't like gossiping like what I just heard. It was completely by accident that I heard that. I was walking to my room, and Kalina had all these people in hers. They were talking about me. I don't like that. I hope she says something ( Read more... )

I feel like the main guy in Fight Club must have when Tyler and Marla started fucking. Luke has a crush on the Emo Fag that Marcus had a fling with a few months ago. This is more depressing than that time Eric shot me down (yes, I mean all of them). So... if there was ever a time that I were to doubt the general goodness of creation and everything ( Read more... )

Well... I woke up at about eight o'clock and began what was to be five hours of hug-time in front of the toilet. I missed school, and by the time I was conscious again it was too late to call school. Wow... Luke's a bastard. I would have really liked to date him. I really regret giving Marcus chances last year. I like the way things ended up... but ( Read more... )

I feel kindof broken and used. While I'm so pissed off, it doesn't really make me emotionally react to that anger because it's so hard to care anymore ( Read more... )

I'm pretty excited about not cheating on Marcus. So far it was a one time thing. It looks like it'll stay that way.

There is a LAN party in my house. Doom III. I just talked to Theo. Luke and Marcus are friends again. If it were a secret, I could still be enjoying myself. Both say I look beautiful in the Tiara but not as beautiful as Luke. My fatass is getting fatter. I walked home from school today. I'm tired of stoners... especially when we're out of booze. ( Read more... )

I just locked Marcus and some friends out of the house. Joey's girlfriend is all pissed. Meh. School is good. I got a quarter credit today.

So two nights ago, my friends Joey and Luke were staying the night. Yesterday I tried to kill myself. Today's a pretty good day. We have soda, and I feel alot better. There are few things in the world as satisfying as waking up sober after twice waking up drunk ( Read more... )

I noticed recently that I know a person who does a really crappy job at choosing friends (which I do suppose could still be better than not choosing friends at all). These friends, one in particular, seem to have no problem selling this person out to their loved-ones and the authorities. This person has had problems recently that were complicated ( Read more... )