Life is weird, a good weird. So much is changing, and I don't like this change, but I don't dislike it either. I really have no care for it. I quit smoking, and I'm losing an ass load of weight. My goal is 94 pounds and I'm confident I can get down to that. The deal is, if I lose weight, Rob will grow his hair out how I like. But I'm not losing ( Read more... )

Last night was pretty much the best night ever because Brittani and I saw a midget at Mr.c's, we went to K-Mart and I hid all of the Megatron toys, we found out about Stephen Grant's house auction and we are definitely going, I flicked a gangsta off who said I had pretty teeth, the cashier man at the liqour store was nice to us and didn't make me ( Read more... )

I love me.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do.
Everyone's caught on to.

I'MMMM DRUUUUNNKKK OFFFF 1 MILLLLIIIOOONN JELLOOOO SHOTTTSSS.
WEEEEE.

It took approximately 25 days for everything to go to shit again.
But I'm not mad, I'm kind of relieved.
I knew sooner or later he would return to his same old self.
Things have changed, I have changed.
I'm not going to cry about this like I would've.
I won't even run after him.
Because for 49 days, I was alone.

The mood says it all.

After 49 days of being away, Rob came home two days ago around 8:00pm ( Read more... )

My summer vacation has been fucking amazing so far ( Read more... )

I think my drinking and smoking days are over ( Read more... )