I have a wonderful boyfriend who is absolutely perfect.
He makes me feel how I have never once felt before.

I love it,
I love him.

Why is it so hard to just forget you? Why do I always think I can be happy and right when I start to become happy memories of you have to come and just fuck everything up. Why can't I just forget your name and your memory? WHy can't I just smile and mean it? Why do I instead cry at the very thought of you? And why do you have to be with her ( Read more... )

Every sad song on the radio.

Detroit Basketball!!! Yay!

It's been a while since I have updated in this journal. I don't even know why I bother to have two of them in the first place. Probably because less people know this one and it's easier to look at the friend's list, who knows ( Read more... )

My life is not bad,
but I am not happy.

I don't know what to do to get there either.

Where is my phone call!?!?

I just smoked a raccoon with my car...
and I am pretty upset about it.

Tomorrow I am probably going to buy the prettiest bowl I have ever seen.

I feel like I am dying!
I hate being a chick sometimes.

I have to go jump in the shower and get my pay check at two.

Too bad Timmy K is working until 4.
I wish I had a job where I didn't have to work until 1am.
Lame.

If anyone ever asks me why I do drugs, I might just have to laugh at them and slap them upside their head.

If you only knew.