It's ok, little baby. Mommy will make him pay. Even if it kills her ( Read more... )

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Remember how like two days ago I said I was going to stop updating this journal ( Read more... )

I really don't use this thing anymore. I may never update it again. So if you read it, switch on over to my main journal.

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That's where I'll be for the most part. At one point, I had a lot of lurkers. And it got on my nerves. So this journal used to be friends only... and filtered at that but i really don't give a shit anymore. So lurk away.

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I hate this journal. It resurrects memories best left dead and buried. I think the only reason I keep it around is so that I won't forget. Everything that happens, good or bad, shapes us. And I might not necessarily like something that happened in the past but remembering it is important ( Read more... )

Some old wounds were recently reopened and they've left me feeling sad. I think it's unfair when someone won't even give you a chance. I'm not saying, let's get married. I'm just saying, let's see where things go.

But I don't get that chance. I never get the chance. And there are a lot of people, friends even, who would say that I worry too much ( Read more... )

I may have been uncertain about the evening. I may have had to reschedule for tonight due to a prior commitment I didn't realize was last night. However, I called you as soon as I knew and you were fine with it. Rescheduling was no problem. Right?

I really don't appreciate being stood up. You asked me out. What the fuck. Do you know what a ( Read more... )

I'm really unsure how I feel about my evening's plans. Or rather, who I'm spending my evening with. I think it's because I don't really know his intentions. I think I'm just supposed to make his (ex?) girlfriend jealous. Yet, I am friends with him and perhaps it's just friends hanging out. But I'm basing these feelings on the context in which I ( Read more... )

Sometimes I hate that I remember I have this journal. I never come here and then I'll remember it and I'll come here and I'll read about all the things that I don't really want people to know about. It makes me remember that I'm not perfect. In some ways, I'm such a conceited person. In some ways, I'm the most self-loathing person you'll ever meet ( Read more... )

I'm 0 for 3 this year alone ( Read more... )