I still hate all of you. Except Space.

from a third party perspective, this entire thing is a joke, and everyone is unbelievable. truth be told, it's a little embarrassing.

My family's been keeping me busy. Lisa's wanting to stay in California so she can celebrate Halloween. She has a boyfriend now. I haven't met him yet. I can't even remember his name ( Read more... )

So here I am. Still alive! Jay's finally verbally thrown up all over my little pradas, and now that we've gotten that over with, it's time to move on with our lives ( Read more... )

I'm drunk.

Well, fuck me ( Read more... )

The falling out with most of my friends left me quiet and discontent. Now that I'm seeing them once in a while again, I feel like I grew so old, and they all stayed the same. It's hard to fall back into the swing of things. I don't feel like I'm very welcome.

And to be bitterly, truthfully honest, I'm starting to really miss having Kenneth around

Poor Space! I brought him tacos and porn and the likes.

Now. I'm staying at my uncle's house in France! It's pretty. Kenneth is with me. Things have been happening.

I'm still alive. And I'm still hot. The end.

I've overwhelmed myself a number of times in the past few days. It seems that for every half hour I'm on my feet, I have to spend another hour laying down and regaining my strength. And it's killing me. I hate not being active ( Read more... )

Who would've thought that of all the people in the world to come and break me out of those starchy white sheets would be Space? How embarrassing. But you know? It was kind of refreshing ( Read more... )