Artist: Rob Thomas ( Read more... )

I haven't written anything in...well... a really long time. Just thought I'd add something - not like anyone reads it anyways.

Your Icecream Flavour is...
French Vanilla!

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I was just looking through the Rising Pain website and checking out the pictures again... God I hate that picture of Alex with his two little hoochies. It just makes me sick. So what do I do? I sit there and look at it. That has to be one of the biggest nights of deceit that I can think of. The fact that he wouldn't even acknowledge me as his ( Read more... )

Oh guess what? Remember how Alex was supposed to come over last night? Yeah. He didn't. Surprise surprise. He fell asleep and then finally re-woke around 10:30... enough to call me and tell me he wasn't coming over. Oh really. You're not coming over at 10:30? Why the hell not? I got over it pretty fast though. I didn't care really. I ( Read more... )

Like I've said before, I'm a sucker for lyrics... just another one of my favorites ( Read more... )

It's almost been 24 hours since I've had any contact with Alex. He called me once last night to give a few words, but other than that, nothing. I sent him an email, but haven't heard anything back. Except for when he was in TC, this has got to be one of the longest periods we have gone without speaking. I can't help it if he's an asshole!

Well, I just found out that the lunch that I slaved away to make and had "someone" bitch at me about first thing this morning was made for nothing. He still went out for lunch with Ricky and spent his money. And then he has the nerve to ask me why I'm pissed about that. He's too wrapped up in himself to think about other people. God dammit. ( Read more... )