It's 10:34 on a Wednesday morning and I'm sitting on my bed needing a shower, needing to put on real clothes instead of sitting here in my bra and underwear, needing to get some food. All I can do is sit and think about things I need to do...but those things can be put off right now because what I really need to do is go through all my shit that I ( Read more... )

I'm sick of sleeping. I'm sick of the goddamn nightmares. It seems that I'm getting them more rapidly, and the more I get them the more real they seem and the longer they become ( Read more... )

Nothing Left to Lose, Mat Kearney ( Read more... )

Today it starts again.

I will be happy.

I will look good.

The end.

A few days…no, wait…a few hours in Iron River would be enough. Being in this place will make one crazy, and I am not kidding you in the least. My poor sister…I feel so bad for her being stuck here with my parents. I love them to death, but living with them is just way too crazy and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do it again ( Read more... )

DiGiornio supreme garlic bread pizza, a six pack of Bud Light, Private Parts on the television...this is fantastic. Oh, and nobody in the house but me. It's amazing ( Read more... )

(12:39:02) Friddle: so...are you still freakin ( Read more... )

I talked to a medium last night...it was one of the most emotionally draining experiences in my life ( Read more... )

I love my dark, dark room...in it I feel like I cannot be judged. All the things that make me happy are in here; beautiful women, amazing movie posters, the Beatles, trinkets from Iraq. My sheets are black and red, my curtains are thick and black, my blanket is warm and fuzzy and my lamp is covered with lace. In here I lounge in my underwear, I ( Read more... )

Friday, November 3rd, 2006 ( Read more... )