I have been writing a lot more this week....but not here.

For some reason I really only keep this account around because I have a couple cool groups I like to look at and friends that have blogs that are really entertaining to read.

I actually use blogspot now. I cant explain why. I havent figured out why I prefer it for my normal entries.

Im mad. Im hoping mad ( Read more... )

When I was little I would wait outside for my dad to come and pick me up. Sometimes I would sit in the rain until my mom forced me back inside. When he did finally show up it would be when I was older and he would bring me ice cream. I wanted to throw it back in his face and tell him that I hated him. I always forced myself to be nice because I was ( Read more... )

I need a replacement.

Fucking A.

There isnt going to be a next time and that JUST dawned on me.

I really need to stop drinking seeing as I work very early tomorrow.

Just to let you all know, my biggest fear...besides spiders...is the thought that I could wake up tomorrow and still be 15 living with my parents as a rebel teenager from hell again. In the eyes of a parent I was the worst teenager ever. In the eyes of a teenager I was a time bomb waiting to go off, and I did on occasion in violent or just down ( Read more... )

Last night I went to see Stan and Clints band play. They were kick ass ( Read more... )

I think Im going to be ok. The sickness has subsided and the depression has almost gone away ( Read more... )

My parents think I have the flu. That would make sense seeing as I randomly woke up one morning dehidrated, overly tired, and puking.... the puking has stopped but Im still overly tired and dehidrated even though Im sleeping fine for the most part and drinking lots of water ( Read more... )

Im at work. I just went downstairs to go smoke and had this horrible "vision" that my long long ago ex boyfriend was back in town. No person in the world scares me more then this guy... in fact no one at all actually scares me besides this guy... yeah some people make me uncomfortable but this guy... woah. When we broke up he was living in New ( Read more... )

Im going to miss you more than you know.

And I finally figured out why.

* cant cry at work...cant cry at work... arg *