is it really a coincidence that you now have red hair like me, tattoo's on your feet like me, piercings like me, and god... even date the same guys as me? IS IT REALLY ( Read more... )

It's quite pathetic how certain girls in this town just can't get enough of me. I find great honor in knowing that if someone even utters the words that I'm hot, or they'd fuck me, you run around in circles crying. This isn't to say I'm full of myself. It's just to say that I absolutely adore how I can simply walk into a room and your complete ( Read more... )

I have a nice boyfriend now.

I write this entry out of pure misunderstanding, complete bewilderness and above all hatred for the female race. Girls take things to astronomical proportions and find ways to make the smallest things the largest blimps on the radar. I don't understand why I don't understand them more, considering I possess a vagina myself. Girls possess one thing ( Read more... )

So I never feel like I update this thing anymore ( Read more... )

Stability results were very low which suggests you are extremely worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious ( Read more... )

I'm at Simpson's.
And Junky's soo cute.
She's sitting on my lap.
Well she was. Now she's sniffing the blanket.
I just wanna squeeze her.
And Simpy's in the kitchen makin me dinner.
Cause he loveeee's me.
But probably because it's our anniversary. =)
I don't even know why I started this entry.
But I <3333 me some Simpy.

I'm redoing my room again by the end of this week and buying all new furniture.
& until then I'm sleeping on the couch.
I can't go to bed knowing it looks the way it does.
It makes me jittery.

On a better note, maybe I should go back on my meds.

I've been redecorating my room lately. I'm not exactly sure why but I decided to post pictures of this chaos. =P


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Today made me think alot. Think about what my life was like before. Before the job. Before I quit school. Before I found someone in my life. Before being sober... I hated it. No matter how buzzed I was. No matter how hard I laughed out loud. No matter how unable I was to think of the things that hurt me. No matter how little things mattered to me, ( Read more... )