bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

call me
well do something.
plez

is a bitch ( Read more... )

i feel like after the last entry, i should post one so people (like greg) know that i am, again, mentally stable and still alive.

for anyone from neo... guess who just imd me : fat-pack vigillanty!
and he doesnt know neo died....

colleen makes a good point about moving in with mike...

its that sick nervous feeling
the feeling that its all gonna end.....

for good.

i feel like dieing.

fuckin idiots.

Someimes, i miss my life of chaos....

death of an era  i guess...

Sometimes, I wory about what I wanna do with my life. Where I wanna go. Sometimes, I think it would be easier if someone would tell me what to do, because its easier to rebel against something i dont want than to choose what i do want.

but, he does make me happy.... and i guess thats one good thing right now.
:)

i feel like im downing

Freshman year of college can let a student's mind wander. Most of the time, the student does not know what to do with all this free time. Most of the time, the college student will find a hobby, or spend some more time with their friends. Every once in a while, a student will over work themselves with clubs, jobs, and other kinds of obligations ( Read more... )

I remember my mother very vividly. She was a thin, slender woman, who had the most outstanding features. Her long curly hair was always tied back in a ponytail, which I occasionally played with when I was a child. I enjoyed the way her smooth hair felt as i ran it through my tiny fingertips. Mom never complained about me playing with her hair, she ( Read more... )