Eight little whores, with no hope of heaven ( Read more... )

i feel all icky.
im getting sick.
*blows nose*
gross.

i was right...tragedy will always find me ( Read more... )

stupid self loathing. i hate my last entry. i want to delete it. i want to delete my previous two entries. but for archival purposes i wont. i wouldnt rip a page from my journal would i ( Read more... )

i hate myself.
for a differnt reason than before.
i hate how i look.
i hate how i feel.
i hate that i cant write anymore.
i hate my emotions.
i hate my guilt.
i hate me.
i love sara.
i hate me.
i love my friends.
i want to end it.
but i wont.
because that would be to easy.
take my razors away.

i feel awful.
i have done something terrible.

does anyone have a fishnet shirt i can borrow ( Read more... )

Jack and The Beanstalk is Monday morning...wish me luck at entertaining 675 elementary school brats with a funny new jersey accent and a big warty nose/chin ( Read more... )

for those who care, my brother, mr. november is in town till tuesday ( Read more... )

i'll die trying to make you happy mom ( Read more... )