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lonesome yet again. up late to boot
I have to get up early and it's 1:30 and I'm still up. Why? WTF!?
guess it could have something to do with the fact that my best friend almost got shot by her own father. fuck. -
Still feeling awful
Ugh. Feeling awful. If only I had some way to numb the pain. -
dig my way outta this hole
Still getting over wave of sickness. Long and short of things: I have so much shit to do and I'm not doing it. Pissed because I had to use my party favor money on bills, of all things. It's that damned responsible streak in me; food and bills before yayo. But then again, if I had the yay, I wouldn't really want the food. Hm ( Read more... ) -
Nasal abuse
My nose is definitely mad at me. Frankly I'm mad at it too. It wussed out before I was ready to stop. Completely blocked now ( Read more... ) -
Late night, lonely night
Long distance love affairs are not my forte. My dearest love is in the Midwest somewhere, probably flying over a corn field or something. I feel extraordinarily lonely tonight. M. was supposed to come over for a bit, but he canceled on me. I wasn't all that disappointed really. It wasn't that I especially wanted him to come over, but I did ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: I'm Ashamed of...
I'm ashamed of how little I've accomplished in my life, that I'm so mediocre, that I never seem to have the drive or the direction to succeed at something. I'm ashamed that I still take the money my family members offer my. I'm ashamed that I'm never good enough. -
too many cigarettes
I've taken to a bad habit while I'm alone. Clove cigarettes. Nasty little cancer sticks. Incredibly bad idea given that i have asthma. I know most people took up cloves like, way back in high school. They're the only cigs that I can stand because they smell sweeter than regular cigarettes. Horrible habit. So many more nasty chemicals coursing ( Read more... ) -
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I spent so much time cultivating an image of the 'good girl' in my not-at- all-misspent youth that i am fatigued. What I hate most, with a passion unimaginable by mere mortals, is fake people expending their energies putting up a fake front. Haven't they heard that old school song...ain't no future in yo' frontin ( Read more... )