nothing beats sweet salsa and cream cheese with ritz crackers.

except katrina.

i feel like a failure.

just smoked a cigarete.
can't sleep.

i need certain people in my life to function.
LIAR!

i need a certain person in my life to function.

that would be Katrina.
i miss her.

i give it at the most 6 months to return back to normal.
if it doesn't.
thats my cue to move to texas.

life is like banging you head up against the wall

your crazy for doing it
it hurts but you keep doing it
you're dizzy after it
then you pass out.

or maybe thats just what its like when you're stuck inside of my house all day and all night.

i need a job.
school needs to start.
something.
i can't stand it here.

wonderful evening.

had to be home by 10 which was lame.
but he wasn't so it was fine.
BJ's pineapple pizza and free pizookie.
it was love at first bite.

i like him a LOT.

EDITEDITEDITEDITEDITEDITEDIT

his name is evan.

the world will tell you who you are
until you do.

i just want to have my own identity,

the defect in this one is bleach.

the last 48 hours.
two bags of popcorn
9 movies
3 episodes of scrubs
all complete with commercial interruptions.
i need out of this house.
im a loser.

you might as well put your swimsuit on, cause you'll be surfin chanels in no time.

AHHHHHHHHH!!!!
going insane.
need out of the house.

BTW new job.
urban outfitters.

i dont like life.

new job soon maybe.

i ate 3 oranges a banana and 25 grapes today.

i dont like life.

they're making me see a psychiatrist.
how lame is that.

i'm slipping really really far now.
and the impacts going to be hard. i know it.

i hope i can survive it for everybody who i actually mean something to in their life.

but everyone else aside, i really hope that i don't.