suck it. suck it dry.

sometimes....you can cry until there is nothing wet in you. you can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. you can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. and, still, it makes no difference. it goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. and you know that if it ever did relent.....it would not be ( Read more... )

god damn it, leave it to anissa to simplify things 4 me and show me the way. after her last post i realized that i hate my life. now don't get me wrong, there r some very awesome things in my life, i'm just fucked up in the head. but there ain't a damn thing that this fucking journal is gonna do about it. i never feel better after writing in it, ( Read more... )

yea, it's been a while. early as shit and i have to write this history paper before class, but instead i'm on here. good job dumbass. well i'm just fucked. i mean really fucked. like i might as well throw myself in front of traffic and hope for the worst, cuz this ain't fun. i gotta start paying 300 bux a month 4 health insurance cuz my rents ( Read more... )

fabian got his ta, woooooo! it's the (some culture's) symbol that translates into "to be drunk". crazy shit. happy b-day mother fucker!

i love how i slip up once and it costs me everything. now granted it was a fairly large fuck up, u'd think people would be somewhat more understanding. but no. i'm a lying piece of shit and that's all there is to it. fuck! u know sometimes in life u take stupid risks b/c u think that there might be some good in it. well if u were to ask me, i ( Read more... )

well it's been a while since i updated this piece of shit, so here it is.... fuck. i don't even know what to say. i was planning on going on about the managers at work jumping my shit lately, or what i've been up to w/ my cousin, but now i just don't feel like it. i look at the screen and i can't muster up anything to say. i see people all around ( Read more... )

I force myself through another day ( Read more... )

just so we're all on the same page here, i don't post stuff in this journal to get sympathy or try and make people feel sorry for me, i just do it to vent. believe me, if i want to talk to anybody about anything, i'll just start talking. although i do appreciate the concern, please save it for someone who might benefit from it. it's all kind of ( Read more... )

i really don't know what my problem is. it seems like every time i'm on here all i do is bitch and moan. and ya know, i do. but i can't really help it. i finally have an outlet to vent some frustration, so god damn it, i think i'm gonna utilize it. first off, i would just like to say, FUUUUUUCK!!! fuck work, fuck my track coach, fuck that asshole ( Read more... )