I quite clearly remember a distinct lack of sleep last night. Maybe because I stayed up all night talking. Bless. I'm paying for it now though (already being 2am and all). Lol I think everyone else paid for it today too when I was in the sookiest little brat mood. Something bad was coming, and I knew it ( Read more... )

Benji is up again. Yayness! Mama chats last night. Omg I just sat at listened for like four hours. So much respect.

Today B-Star is buying a teddy bear. Not just any teddy bear... I'm actually going to make it. I'm going to put the stuffing in, give him a little heart and he's going to be so so camp.

Love B-Star._xx

Next time remind me just not to fucking well bother! At all.

I love you. Thankyou.

Bless you mama Mitchell, your slapping me, taking over at you know where, kicking everyone out... and our new LJ community *giggles*

Don't ever question our friendship or what you mean to me. I don't know what I would do without you.

Love B-Star._xx

Boredom leads to some wonderful things. So I've found anyway. One begins to think about life, in general... and the age old question "What does it all mean ( Read more... )

Just to annoy BenG


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I've realised you can never have enough sarcasm. Or too much for that matter either. If that makes sense? Talking to old friends, and foes (on MSN no less), I realised I've developed somewhat of a morbid sense of humour whereby sarcasm plays a key part. I no longer joke purely for humour... for a laugh. Now it seems to be out of some sick desire to ( Read more... )

Do you ever just watch something, then feel, like... supremely happy? Content?

As though, everything makes sense.

You finally have an answer to the question "What does is all mean?"

Well I'm feeling like that now. And I'll tell you something...

The real B-Star is back.

Not only did BenG come to visit me yesterday, and stay the night... he's decided to stay another. Weeee!

We're currently watching the final season of Sex and the City.

Bless._xx

Time travels so awfully slowly up here. Five seconds seems like what used to be five minutes. Five minutes seems like what used to be five hours. Five hours seems like what used to be five days. I have nothing to occupy my mind, or take it over (ie. drugs) and I've slowly started thinking about my life again. It's scary and hard and I don't want to ( Read more... )