Wow. Live journal. I haven't been on this site in ages. Last year was good huh gals? This year is a total blow. Every things different, and strange, and weird. I don't like it. It's already been 6 weeks, almost 7. The girlfriends and I are heading down to Mexico to be in the sun, and forget about life in Arizona for fall break. Then another 9 weeks ( Read more... )

Seniors......come back. It won't be the same walking through the halls and not seeing all your beautiful faces. Next year is going to be soooooooo lame, we'll live though. But for now, SUMMER!!!!!!!! And freshmen year, it was one of the best experiences in my life. And I hope you all can say the same. GOODBYE FUCKERS!

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And I wish I lived in the stories I read, because reaility is to much of a blurr. The books and novels feel so good, and make me want to light up a smoke. They're love storys, mysteries but nothing that comes close to life. My life is just a blurr to me, and everything's got me feeling alright. And perhaps I am on drugs and I may be, but somehow I ( Read more... )

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday ( Read more... )

Sometimes I can't decide who I want to be. I guess the term 'finding yourself', really does mean something. I want to be 900 hundred different people. Cute, preppy, fun, nice, prude. Drugs, party, drink, be wild. Buy 600 dollar shoe's. Not fucking care about clothes. Want money. Dispite jobs. Be an actress. Do nothing. Go to collage. Travel Europe ( Read more... )

Imagine there's no heaven ( Read more... )

God damn this website is depressing. Phew. Overboard.

living just to find emotion.