( ajay's camera sucks.... )

just got back form prom. im tired from dancing all night with sara in our duct tape dresses. ill post pix when i get a chance.

i miss my love.

i miss having my brother live at home. he was always here to protect me from spiders.

now i feel like crying in his absence. i miss always having someone around who was sane enough to love me and protect me without all the yelling and screaming.

my brother is the bestest brother in the universe, despite certian faults.

i stayed home sick today. i finally started cleaning up some crap in the house. of course, me being me, in the process of taking out the trash i locked myself out of the house. so i went to the naibors to borrow the phone to call mum. My naibors are a family from india or something and only two of them speak english. It was so interesting. I came ( Read more... )

167 days left. i counted. 167 days before i can tell my mum to go fuck herself. 167 days and i'd rather be a hobo than live here with her. 167 days and no more speeches about how disgusting gay people are. 167 days left of you spine scratching voice. 167 days. october is so far away.

yayness!! my atm card is back which means money, which means, more yummyness.... :) yayneess!!!

if you havn't read sylvia plath's "Tulips" read it now. this is not an option. oh wow. not to gross anyone out, but this is even better than cream-your-pants good.

read it now!
( Tulips )

i want all this crap to be over with, and away. the duct tape thing doesn't look like its happeneing. i have hardly touched my other projects. finacial aid forms leave me lost and aconfused with no where to go. i dont know what im supposed to do. all i can think about is escaping and you. and even then im worried that everything i drem will fall ( Read more... )

i dont know why i hate this hosue so much. i want it to burn. incinerate before my eyes. i want to walk away from a gaping hole where it once stood and never look back again. i hate every trinket and thing and unamable stuff that piles and piles and piles until there is nothing you can do to get out. nothing. you are buried and the only hope to get ( Read more... )

( who wants to see my new hair?!?! )