P.S.

This journal is dead.

I have a new journal.
Tell me if you want to be added to boost my sef confidence.

I found a pack of peanut butter M&M's, FUCK YES.
And I just got the biggest paycheck I have ever gotten from work. Big fuckin' paycheck hell yeah!!11!!!
Oh wait, I think I meant hellz yeah.

My leg is bleeding ( Read more... )

I am done fucking trying. I will now be a complete self absorbed bitch (yes, more than usual, thank you very much).

On a side note:
Fucking remember. Remember all of it, every fucking day. Remember the beginning, when it meant something. Even when it was dying it meant something to your poor desperate shell. ALL OF IT.

I am going into hiding. Leave me alone.

I was thinking that it would be really cute if they made miniature bunnies. Really small ones. Like the size of one of those little frogs you find down at the river, but a bunny.

I just saw the Mountain Goats.

I can't stop smiling.

I am at work ( Read more... )

I thought I lost my keys, and my cell phone. I searched vigorously for them both. My phone ended up being in my bag after about three hours of absence. My keys continued to hide from me for a good 36 hours. Then, as I was getting into bed last night, I land on something cold and metal. It was not my chrome vibrator, but my keys! Hoorah ( Read more... )