Now I know why so many people are addicted to pain killers.

Holy shit.

Since Purchase ( Read more... )

I hate my home sitch now.

Loaf,

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Can I reclaim this journal? Call it mine again and write in it everyday? Can I pump blood through its veins once more and hope that its heart will begin to beat again? Or am I too old for it. Another twenty-something writing her thoughts down in vein.

We'll see.

Finished my senior project today ( Read more... )

99% sure my new address will be 95 Beekman Avenue, Sleepy Hollow, New York.

Life is still going good however things are dying down.

I'm 98% sure I'm drunkies.

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Life is too good for me right now.

I keep looking behind me to see what lurks in the shadows.

My life is never this good without something in the wings waiting to take me at the ankles.

Where are you?
What is going to happen next?

I firmly believe things happen for a reason ( Read more... )

This shit is bananas.

Nothing to really update, still working on my senior proj.

I need to figure out my future.

What am I doing with my life.