today was pretty cool i guess. almost. but not really because i worked all day. and i just ate pizza from papa johns and it hurt my belly wicked bad. umm. i got really drunk the other day and watched this awful movie. it was called the mortuary or something like that. and it was bad ( Read more... )

so basically this is how it is. i hate every single friend ive ever had in my life besides sheila and stef.
they are all fucking bitches and whores. seriously. fuck everyone.

i cant believe anyone or what anyone does. get a conscience. please.

I have so much to say. so fucking much to say ( Read more... )

sometimes i dont even believe the things i try to make myself believe. im lying to myself. always ( Read more... )

today marks day two that i went to a starbucks about five mintues before close time. and both times, they had closed already. this makes me angry. really, i rush there to get my coffee becuase i cannot properly or normally function without it. and the doors are closed when they are supposed to be open. ugh. really. yeahyeah we alllll want to ( Read more... )

i really feel like the most miserable person in the world sometime. and i am so sick of writing these entries that make no sense. but its the only place that i can write anything. besides a personal journal. but really, why would i do that. that makes no sense. um. i wish that misery didnt follow me. i dont want it to be my shadow anymore. ( Read more... )

my birthday was the other day. it wasnt very awesome during the day. i did nothing and it sucked. but i got a couple nice presents so that was nice. i went out to a lovely dinner and that was good as well ( Read more... )

I made a mistake.

so last night i got incredibly drunk and somehow stumbled into my bed, without held might i add, and i awoke maybe a half hour ago. my head feels like i fell on cement. I feel horrible. and im just gonna pump my body full of advil and watch tv all day. unless someone wnats to go out and do something wonderful and im not feeling so bad. stupid ( Read more... )

if you go, i will surely die.

.whores in my head. whores in my bed.

hah. my entries are so odd and lame almost. but i type exactly what im thinking. and dammit. thats what im thinking in my head. beautiful song. makes me cry. i cant stop replaying things in my head. and i cant stop thinking about anything. i need help.