I am such a whore.

I hate myself.

Life is noir.

So... one month exactly till Chasity gets here. I havent heard from her in a week. I'm worried.

And yesterday was really fucking weird.

I'm really lonely.

So. I saw this cute chick today in the cafeteria.

Only thing is... I'm not sure she was actually a she.

Oh, yeah... I forgot to mention...

CHASITY IS COMMING TO MEET ME NEXT MONTH!

So, I wish I would have bought some coffee and thrown it in that mohawked fuck's face.

And thats all you need to know.

There has always been a certain acute depression in my life. Call me Emo, I suppose. It makes little differnce. It is the way things are. I have lived with this soft sadness, this twilight of emotion all my life... or... at least as far as I can remember... which, in all honesty, is warped and distorted as a Picasio. I suppose the blue period would ( Read more... )

So. I'm tired. I have to go from work to work in an hour. I wonder if I can take off ( Read more... )

I somewhat feel as if I am dieing.

*shrug*

First and formost, my main chacter, the warlock Elithe, how he looked around the time Katrina (both of them) struck ( Read more... )