I knew this would happen. I hate it here. Hate hate hate. My mother drives me fucking insane. She makes me depressed. She won't buy food because shes broke--but she'll tell me I'm too skinny and need to eat more. She takes my car away and then never drives me to work because shes busy. And she wants me to pick up Taylour but I feel too ( Read more... )

That pretty much sums up how I feel. ^

It's all bullshit and I refuse to ever date again.

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I have no thoughts, no random rambles of the mind...

It hurts everywhere! :( I wish we could stay home and sleep together. He makes me feel better.

A simple phrase to kidnap my heart. I'd stand on tip toe until my legs gave out for one more taste of you.

Well, that's dumb.  I had to enter text in here in order for the rich text to work but it took all of my writing away when I clicked it.

It feels so good.  It's strictly simple.  We're just there.

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Whatever happened to analyzing what literature represents??  Perhaps if you were to ask the writter of this play what they were attempting to portray by making the characters of Jesus and his disciples homosexuals you might be suprised with their answer.  Even so, what would be the problem with a person who feels so deeply about something they have ( Read more... )

I still have a smile on my face from his presence.  Mmm...I closed the door and kicked myself for not reaching up to grab a kiss.  I've never been so truely excited about a guy.