I'm really getting tired of my roommates' stupid, overused jokes. They talk about the same shit, and it's just not funny anymore. Not only that, but it's almost always at my expense. It's crude, repetitive, and childish. I can't even talk to them about something serious without it going over their heads, and them responding with something sarcastic ( Read more... )

I don't know how much longer I can take things. I'm stuck with no medical, thus having to deal with all of my lovely issues I would kill to do without. It's gotten to the point where I can TRY to sleep 8 hours, but the end result is about half that. I still can't figure out why I constantly wake up, or why it's so hard to fall asleep in the first ( Read more... )

7 Your Heart Number is 7 ( Read more... )

My draggy!

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I downloaded a crapload of X Japan songs, including the hard to get "Art of Life (Live)." I also found some interesting info ( Read more... )

Soon I discovered this rock thing was true. Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil, Jesus was architect previous to his career as a prophet. All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world, so there was only one thing that I could do, was ding-a-ding-dang my ding-a-long-ding-dong. Jesus built my car. It's a love affair, mainly Jesus, and my hot rod. ( Read more... )

Liberty, if you're reading this, well.... read on...What I have said before is true. But do I regret feeling that way? I cannot say. All I know is that things have gone this far, that I have put up with you this much.... because I have hurt you enough. You have annoyed the shit out of me, frustrated me, hell, even pissed me off, but never, never ( Read more... )

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