I'm just 17 years old.  How can I be expected to commit my life to another person when I've just started living it?  Some could maybe...but I can't.  Call me selfish.  Call me a bitch.  Call me whatever you want.  I had to.  I couldn't do it anymore and it's not fair to him.  I still love him.  That will never change.  I will always love you, just ( Read more... )

New look.  New mood.  Thoughts?  Somethings I couldn't change, e.g. Entries to Writings.  But whatever, I still like it.  Though, if my mood changes again, or I feel like it, or I have the time, whatever, then I might and probably will change it again.  *shrug*

In class. Bored.  Drained.  Random posts of boredom need feedback.

Do it now, I command!

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Quicklist of pointlessness:

1.  Talking to Guidance Counselors
2.  Talking to the Principal
3.  Talking to teachers
4.  Talking to the friends you have at school
5.  Talking people you thought were your best friends
6.  Talking to your family
7.  Talking to the t.v.
8.  Talking to yourself
9.  Talking to a stuffed animal
10.Talking to the wall
11.Talking to ( Read more... )

Friday and Monday I got a call from my Sister in Spirit, Dominic.  I call her that since she told the people of that Teen Challenge place that I'm her step-sister when they asked who all of the letter she had with her were from.  They approved me on her call list and writing list, I'm now her family.  I was in shock when she called me Friday and I ( Read more... )

     Where to start now?  I'm not really done with the subject of Dominic, but I don't want to depress myself further.  That could lead to me taking action.  The action I would be taking would be driving to Ft. Worth and kidnapping her.  I don't think that's the smartest thing for me to do.  Or for me to do to her.  I hate that she's gone, that I ( Read more... )

There is so much to write, and--since I'm in my second hour computer class--so little time to write it. If I want to really get anything written, it will probably take the rest of this hour, next hour, and my last hour class. So today's entry--which will hopefully at least scrape the surface of what has happened to me since before my last entry-- ( Read more... )

It was a Maker. I'm so fucking releived, happy. I was scared shitless, but we made it. I made it.

If certain people read this, they will already know what I'm talking about. If you don't know what I mean, then you'll just have to wait until I have time to explain it.

--Khaos

I went from pretty much no drama in my life to nothing but. It's been annoying as fuck for the last two years about. For the last couple of years, it seems like it's everybody's--that I know--mission to fucking talk non-stop shit about me, interfere with my life, ruin said life, and run me down into nothing. I never did anything to these people ( Read more... )

I'm terribly sorry my friend. I deserved my punishment. *sigh* Are you sure I don't deserve more? ^.~

lol

I'll be sure to write a proper post soon...hopefully today. Some stuff has actually happened to me and I probably need to record it. ^^

Writing later,

Khaos