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I'm not terribly self obsessed, I promise.
I just feel like writing, but can't think of anything else ( Read more... ) -
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I think I need to start getting my shit together. I want a job, but I'm not sure where. I have some ideas like King Soopers, Inta Juice, Subway, Albertsons, Kohls, or maybe that tanning place by Loaf and Jug...I don't know. I'd really like to work at a book store actually, but you have to be 18 to work at Barnes and Noble. Or maybe I could work at ( Read more... ) -
Birthday List? :)
16th Birthday
1) My nose pierced
2) A bottle or two... haha
3) A car that isn't going to happen
4) Sex and the City DVDs of the series
5) A kitten
6) A cute boy <---hahaha I'm pathetic
7) iTunes giftcards
8) Good smelly perfume?
9) Makeup
10) Giftcards to Forever 21, Charolette Russe, Pac Sun, Zumiez, Urban Outfitters, etc
11) Cool little posters?
I don't know ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes,
I know it's true. But I'm never going to say it. -
Holy shit I want to go home.
I'm so sick of it here. Fuck California. I miss Colorado. I'm so sick of my family. My grandparents are driving me crazy. I'm sick of making bullshit conversation where no one even takes me seriously because I'm the youngest one here. I want to fucking go home and see my friends and be around people my own age who actually give a shit what I have ( Read more... ) -
I don't want to leave.
I don't want to go to California. I want to stay here with my friends. I'm sick of being alone. I get sad when I'm alone. I feel like I miss out on everything. I don't want to go to a house and be alone with my thoughts and get sick of myself and just lay around all day. That's what I've done all week already. I don't want to do it anymore. I don't ( Read more... ) -
Today,
is the first day I've felt good in a long time. -
Heavy Eyelids.
I am constantly tired. My candles smell good but my hunger is never far away. Hungry, tired, and angry. I find myself feeling angry towards everything. I'm angry that all I want to do is sleep, I'm angry that the medication makes my words come out slowly, and leaves me feeling like a completely different person. I'm angry that this medication isn't ( Read more... ) -
Dreams...
It's so hard to write my dreams down because they are so difficult to describe, and I often just remember strange images from them. So I don't expect this to make sense to anyone, myself included.
3/19/09
I was applying for a job at some place where they sold incense and smoking items, and I had the knowlegde that Pepe worked there, and I went in and ( Read more... )
