ive became a fucking recluse. im sorry for making you worry.

im bored.

me and kyle should be doing research in class right now. but were on here instead. sweet.

sometimes i feel like being fucked, sometimes i feel like fucking up, then i might feel like a fuck up , but never do i want to fuck, never do i want to sore , never do i want whats my more, i want to be stable ( Read more... )

siriously i need people to make a band. at this point. ill play any kind of music at all.

give me some fucking radiance on the craving of spirituality of the inner life and music.

i get to see her tommorow :)

the hill is dead. it makes me depressed ( Read more... )

basicly today in sewing class, nick drew a penis on my hand. and clamed i was gay. haha.

i thought it was funny and amusing.

anyways. nick is rad.
i miss the old nick though :(

i get to see marshall on friday, after a month or so. hopefully that will be fun.

i missed sabrina on friday :(
i totaly wanted to watch her.
o well, another time.

is the light of the ear.
the sunshine of the week on saturdays.
has the touch of a goddess.
has the body of an angel.
has the voice of pure love.
makes me feel indistructable.