I've had this livejournal for about three years now. It's time for a new one, time to move on, keep growing up and leave the past in the past. From now on, you can find me at cannablisss.

I relapsed Wednesday night. It's okay, though. I got myself patched up and now I'm just waiting for my meds to start working again. Exactly 100 less stitches than last time. That's good.

In other news, Miss Sherrin is a cunt and Ryan got me so bad.

My New Year's resolutions are:
-Get healthy.
-Smoke more weed.
-Start writing my book.
-Shave my legs every day.
-Learn how to see myself as sexy no matter how I look.
-Smoke less cigarettes.
-Holla at Xzibit next time I see him walking down the street.
-Beat somebody up.

I had an excellent birthday.

My kidneys hate me. I hate feeling like I'm an only child. Remember to keep in touch with your family, my friends; being forgotten is rough. BUT MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW AND I'M PUMPED TO BLAZE WITH MY BFF AND LAUGH LIKE IDIOTS ALL NIGHT LONG! YAY!

We had our little Halloween fashion show tonight. Thanks to my genius BFF, I decided to make Holly a mummy. I wish you all could've been there because it was downright hilarious, but I'm not going to try to tell you the stories, because it was the kind of shit you have to be there for. Here's a couple of pictures:


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I can't believe how hopeless I once was. I can't believe how sad and lonely I once was. I can't believe how numb I had become. I can't believe that I tried to kill myself on more than one occasion. Depression is a strange thing, an evil thing, I think. It distorts the whole fucking world. I couldn't even see things that should be crystal clear to ( Read more... )

My plant was growing very nicely - so nicely in fact, that my cat decided to eat it. I hope he had a good night.

You don't fucking bring up somebody's scars and/or cuts in a petty MySpace fight. Or over texts. That is the fucking lowest thing I have ever seen in my life, and I'm fucking heated right now. Don't tell somebody to grow up when YOU ARE ACTING LIKE A FUCKING FOURTEEN YEAR-OLD-GIRL. Fuck that and fuck you. If I had known you then like I know you now ( Read more... )

I just had a very eye-opening epiphany, but I don't think I'm ready to share it quite yet.

Just know that I feel wiser.