Hey, this is ******. I've read a conversation you had with **** and let's just say I'm not pleased. I've already spoken with him and this petty flirting is ending now. I had no objection to your friendship, but the things you say to each other are not okay and it ends here. Stop flirting with other women's boyfriends. You won't have him so get over ( Read more... )

I want to look like a slut sometimes.

Well... what they don't know won't hurt them...

What's that?
YER WALKIN ROUND YER APARTMENT ALMOST NEKKED?
Giggle. Giggle.

I can't wait to be out of here.
Mom offered for my to come home for my 21st birthday next summer.
We all know what my reaction is to this;
Fuck. Yeah.
Catherine. You are indeed invited for my first ( Read more... )

My mind seems to be stabIilizing.
However, my imagination is beginning to run wild.

I'm studying Doctrine and Covenants, right now.
The class just began this week.
WHAT. A. CROCK. OF. BULL. SHIT.
How can they take this stuff seriously?

I've never had a testimony of D and C.
Now that I'm studying it, I am well aware that I never will.

Retards.
GRRR.

.... I ( Read more... )

I woke up after four hours of sleep.
I looked out the window.
And had to fight the urge to throw my body through the screen.
I wanted to land on the chain link fence below and break my neck.

So I got up, skipped class, and cleaned the apartment.

Fuck depression.

I wish that I had something important to say.
Not that it matters if I say anything at all...
I can talk to others all I want.
But I'm still a lonely little twat.

I'm not looking for a man.
Heck, I'm not even looking for a friend.
I just want to go home.

But here I am, and here is where I shall stay.
My motivation has yet to kick in.
I feel like I hate the ( Read more... )

Standing in the mirror, combing my hair after a quick shower, I had stared at myself... It was a strange moment.
All of the choices that I have made in the past year suddenly fell from above my head, and hit the floor without so much as a whisper of a sound.
And I have no one to tell about it to.

So I came to this site and made this journal.

I feel ( Read more... )