I think, Ashton Kutcher asked me out yesterday. I'm happy, yet frightened all at the same time.

Sexual fustration gets fustrating when your only relief is your hand.

Some update right there.

I always wonder what my life would be if I didn't make the choices I made in the past. I wonder sometimes if I'm destined for more, but I sell myself short for the easy path. Sometimes I wish I can have a magical genie helping me and guiding me in the direction I need to be. Sometimes I wish I had someone who I can love. Sometimes I wish I can ( Read more... )

I suffer from paranoia. Ever since I got this journal, which hasn't even been a day, I keep thinking my twin sister is going to pop out of nowhere and get a journal just to torment me. That would be fun for like a day. Then it will piss me off ( Read more... )

I've never been the one who knows what to say in certain things like this. In all reality I don't think I'm interesting enough to keep an detailed journal for the world to see ( Read more... )