I am young.
I am eighteen on the cusp of turning 19 in less than a month.

I am very young.

I look my age, I sound my age.

I wish I could feel it.

On another note: I got another useless organ removed from my body. Healing time takes up to a week.

We'll see where the cool wind takes me.

I told you to be patient.

I told you to be fine.

I told you to be balanced.

I told you to be kind.

Now all your love is wasted? Then who the hell was I?

Who will love you? Who will fight? Who will fall far behind?

Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
FUCK

Mission Accomplished!!!!

I'm a mercilessly suffering hypochondriac with wikipeidia at my finger tips and slowly filling my mind.

Someone take me to the E.R immediately, please.

Just not all that smart!

How the fuck did I manage to go with Education as my career of choice?
The future of your children lays in my young eager hands, my friends.
Educating the future generations with whatever bullshit crosses my mind.

survey

1. No question

2. last beverage:
I'm in the midst of drinking rye and diet pepsi.

3. last phone call:
Andrew

4. last text message:
Jeremy.

5. last CD played:
I'm listening to Broken Social Scene.

6. last BUBBLE bath:
I had one on Thursday, fuck I am a lucky girl.

7. last time you cried ?
I cried yesterday, but then I snapped out of that shit straight up ( Read more... )

"Since There's No Help ( Read more... )

 However far away I will always love you. 
However long I stay I will always love you. 
Whatever words I say I will always love you.
I will always love you.

 A good friend of mine recently told me that I was both malleable and fake.

I can't help but sigh and agree.