Apparently I'm still sick...eew. and not only that, I think my mommy's sick too now. ::sigh:; and johnny hasn't called me yet even though he promised to last night....I wish he wouldn't promise things and then not keep his promises..I think Will calls me more than he does now...which is funny cuz Will is in Kentucky and in the Army. He called me ( Read more... )

eeh.. stayed home from school today.. not thrilled  about that..I feel terrilbe...but i'm goin to school tomorrow not matter what.. I have to see johnny this weekend... i have to be well so can see him and get rid of the weekly stress that only seems to go away after spending time laying down with johnny....::sigh:: i gotta act super well for the ( Read more... )

If I'm a satanist, then how the fuck am i going to heaven....okey then... Man, I really want to slap my friend...Narissa, is now saying the sma ethings i used to say. like how i would say that, satanists and nazis were funny cuz they "borrow symbols from other religions.... but now that i've done more research on the satanist religion, the upside ( Read more... )

Nymphomania-An extreme and ungovernable sexual desire in women

hmmm....thats not good....but its only johnny.....and i enjoy it cuz i love him...and he loves me... and for once its a gesture of love...not lust.....I asked him if i was nymphomaniac...and he said that he hopes so..... ::sigh:: i don't wanna be a nympho.....AHHH!!!!!! HELP ME!! AND ( Read more... )

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those hopefully are the quizzes that didn't come out last time.

By the end of this entry most of you will probably be looking at your ocmputer screen like, "what the fuck?" if u haven't already done that for past entries. This will probably be filled with quotes, notes, 2 recipies for ABsinthe and o' course quizes. SO on with the show.

"In that direction," the Cat said, waving its right paw round, "lives ( Read more... )

It's usually somewhere between consciousness and sleep, sometimes even between sleep and death. In that short span of time, where only minutes divide the shallow breaths of the insomniac, from the still chest of the freshly dead. The thoughts occur, like some drug-induced haze, in a blur, they stem slowly from a forgotten memory and bring to ( Read more... )

There is no God, sees the weakness of your convictions and zerbroeckelt under my feet. They pay for, which you did. They are alive silence because of them, not because I interest me in you, or because any GOD is you....there no God stored and once she explains to me that so..your donkey is meins ( Read more... )

Es gibt keinen Gott, erblickt die Schwäche Ihrer Überzeugungen und zerbröckelt unter meinen Füßen. Sie zahlen für, was Sie getan haben. Sie sind lebendige Stille wegen sie, nicht weil ich für Sie mich interessiere, oder weil irgendein GOTT Sie....there ist kein Gott gespeichert hat und einmal sie mir erklärt, daß so..your Esel meins ist ( Read more... )