So I was listening to that "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas" song as I was typing my story today. It was like I flashed back to last year, on Christmas day. We were standing around the piano singing that song. We sang: Through the years ( Read more... )

So, I passed out today, while driving. I was picking my mom up at Santa Fe. I was driving. Then the next thing I remeber is being on San Jacinto Street. I'm not even sure how I got there, like did I run lights? I don't know. When I told my mom that I felt shitty this morning, she asked me what drugs I did while I was with Polly. Normally I would ( Read more... )

His insecurites can kill the night. I feel so helpless when he cries. What the fuck am I supposed to say and do? Ahhhg. I miss the undrugged kid that I spent all those summer nights with on the phone. I miss the days where porn and donuts were the answer to every problem. Man, that was the good life.

Was it really just a dream, or are They in the walls again? What can walls be a metephor for? Security? Boundrys? Body? Hmmm. I think I am once again to the point of insanity. People have been pissing me off. Well just one in general. But there's nothing I can do about that because I don't have the balls to speak how I feel to them. But whatever ( Read more... )

After an hour of telling me how stupid I am for allowing certain events to occur, He never seizes to make my day with his five minutes of love. And I have learned to live with that. I think today was the least eventfull yet. But I guess it's not over. I have a stalker. He drives a white sports car.. I'm not sure exactly what kind, but it has a big ( Read more... )

Ah, Hemet. I'm in Hemet. I missed it, I did. Kind of. Driving around with Virginia today was fucking sweet. I'm glad you got a chance to have the Stang for a day. But yeah. It was cool ( Read more... )

Well, these past ten days have been the best. But now, Santa Barbra. God Dammit. Some one needs to go stand in for me. I don't know why, but this time leaving Arcadia... It's different. I'm emotional about it. I don't know why this time is any different than any other, but it is. Perhaps it's the happiness of Polly? Perhaps. But yeah, I had a ( Read more... )

Mission Impossible has finally been acomplished. Yeahhh I got my white ass to Arcadia!!! Wooop. And I enjoyed sitting in summer school with Polly for three hours, however I am quite appreciative of Michael for releaving me. Thanks, man. But man, I'm glad I made it ( Read more... )

All I want to do is get in my little wind up car, and get to Arcadia. But no. Everything has to stand in my way. Today: My neighbor told my mom that Longs is hiring today, thus I will be over there. And if those fuckers tell me that they're going to call me back, so help me God, I am not waiting. And my sister's all sick again, so I have to wait ( Read more... )

She didn't call me back. Nights of valued Crunkness are gone. Shit. Where's the plane ticket?