This journal has died, and so the birth of miss_tissue was just moments ago. Add me!

Just to clarify, because apparently people are worried about me. I'm fine. Something happened to me when I was little that I've remembered, and a few other things have happened. But I'm not going to kill myself, so don't worry.

( ) snuck out of the house ( Read more... )

Fuck it all! I'm so sick of it! Sick of all this fucked up, goddamn bullshit ( Read more... )

No one's going to read this lousy shit anyway, so.

I've come to the conclusion that I have depression. I'm insecure, and desperately need to reinvent myself.

The un-reliable Emma, and Chloe turned up late, and my expectations of waiting for hours to get into Sydney Olypmic Park, were completely god-smacked, when it took only a few minutes to get inside. Our tickets were ripped, our bags were checked, and we were inside ( Read more... )

(Borrowed from Tish. With no intention to give it back! *evil cackle* *cough ( Read more... )

The long awaited update. I know Veronica is jumping up and down right now because I've gotten off my arse. lol. Hmm... update, update, update ( Read more... )

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!

*dances*

BORED!