I'm back.
Last night was my first time back in downtown orlando. It was slightly awkward, now that I have this different outlook on myself and my future. But we went to sick of it sundays and I had a great time.

technically its march 10th and I'm 21 muthafukkkkkkas

has been treating me well.
I'm just workin, saving money.
Living with the boyfraaan.
I've been watching family guy
Non
Stop.
I dig it.
I dig my life right now.

Giggity giggity gig-it-yyy

so I'm laying in my boyfriends bed
He's at P.T.
And I'm thinking
And I can't stop
This temporary situation
Is a permanent disgrace

Today
I lit the gas stove,
leaned over
to light my smoke and

poof!

Out of nowhere
the flame jumps up
and burns half
my eyelashes off,
and singes
my eyebrow.

Great.

Where are you when I need you?

I'm back.

dear livejournal,

It just doesn't seem to be working between us.

We never talk anymore.

It's not you.

It's me.

Ok-it's not me.

it's myspace.

yes.

i'm seeing someone else.

www.myspace.com/ihavegottoquitsmoking

i'm sorry.

I might be barely breathing

but I'm not dead.

ouch.