I just saw Secret Window with Johnny Depp (sexiest man alive, ten billion women can't be wrong) and it scared me to death. Not for the obvious reasons, of course-- I don't scare easily, I LIVE for Stephen King and horror movies-- but because I was SO much like Johnny's character, Morton Rainey. I mean ( Read more... )

I'm a Wiccan now and I feel so much different ( Read more... )

I am doing things I never thought I'd do. Instead of being agnostic, I'm thinking of going Wiccan. I realize it's basically not accepted in society, but that's because stupid Conservatives who never take time to really understand Wicca think they're all evil witches who control people and talk to Satan. Actually, Wicca forbids using spells to harm ( Read more... )

I give up on the being normal thing. Ten seconds of all pink was enough to make me throw up ( Read more... )

I hate pink. I really and truly do. I always have.

I have to change this. I have to. I have no choice. I suffer more with every passing moment.

I've changed my journal layout because I'm trying to be more "feminine." Should I? I don't know. I just want to be more normal for once. Would people like me more if I'm normal? Will they like me more if I'm just me? It hasn't worked so far ( Read more... )

I was forced to go bike-riding with my brother today and caught my jeans on the chain and ripped them. Dammit ( Read more... )

This doesn't mean I don't still love Clopin because I do even though he's not a pirate. But he's got the earring and the hat and, if not the, at least a, cool accent, so I guess he's close enough. In that case, I better add him to my PILL then.

And his hair was long and you know how I feel about long hair.

Plus it was all wavy.

Plus he had red hair and I love red hair.