My list of people I'd like to run over is getting longer and longer. Besides the drama of this weekend that I do not want to relive once again, I have another reason to want to beat someone over the head with a very heavy object. Just jumping around lj since I don't really post very much anymore and decide to see what one of my exes has public. ( Read more... )

In reguards to the last entry, my paranoia was warranted. He is married, or was married. Doesn't matter either way since he adamently denied ever having been married the weekend before. Oh well, blew him off and met another nice boy,well man I guess since he is older then my step father, too bad he lives in L.A ( Read more... )

I hope the one I got to know better at the club last night isn't what I suspect he is. I don't need another disappointment. I wish I had more trust. Life has made me cynical. I feel like once someone finds out how boring I am they are going to run as fast as they can.

I have seven animals now. The first was a calico cat that my aunt owned. She is the daughter of my childhood cat, Pumpkin Patch, that lived a long and promiscuous life. Peaches is now 15 and my cousin, who recieved her when my aunt got rid of her, was going to have her put down because of one stinking flea. Then my sister decided to get a little ( Read more... )

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Hmm, what is new with me? I threw my back out a couple weekends ago. Could barely move for amost a week and still don't know why ( Read more... )

Please tell mee why I am such a slutbag sometimes. How many past partners is too many for a 22 years old girl?

Why do I have to be so devistatingly in love with someone I will never have again? AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate this fucking shit. I should burn that accursed box under my bed. Please, Powers That Be, do not let me get drunk this weekend and try to call him again. Or let Rene try to call him again. Cause I want to so bad it hurts.

Just watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Excuse me while I pluck the shrapnel from my brain and retrieve my heart from the shredder. All I have are my memories. If I lost them a lot of pain would disappear but so would my livelihood, my soul.

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