I've always disliked Sundays. When I was younger it was because my parents made me go to church; now it's because I have to go to fucking work. I try not to hate people, but I'm not sure who I hate more, Hansen or Dawn. They're both fucking cunts. I just want to scream that in their faces! CUNTS!

Things have a weird way of working themselves out.

I can't sleep, and I think I've made myself sick worrying.

A great ending to a shity day. So after work Tommy, Christina, and I, went to Perkins for a late night snack. It was just really great to spend time with people I like and care about. If It wasn't for the C.A.R.T. group, Work would be unbearble. I'm just glad to have such illuminating friends. Real people. People you don't have to be fake around, ( Read more... )

Today is my 4 month, happy 4 months Regina. I don't know what happened to our relationship, but in the past month it has staggered a lot. Maybe it has reached its peak. I used to think, foolish as it may seem, that it would continue to be forever. But now it looks like it could end any moment. The thing that makes me the most upset is that I don't ( Read more... )