You can trust no one.

Sometimes... I stop paying attention and accidentally run into people.  Or I’ll stand up after a movie and then fall down the stairs.  In the theatre.  Like an idiot.

Honesty.  It’s so refreshing.

It’s cute (yes, the adjective for it is cute) how the sophomores have already filled the void that Miss Caitlin left in the Ursuline social hierarchy. ( Read more... )

Today I ordered things from that greedy bitch amazon.com. Sure, I may be in love with all its features and reviews and song samples and everything really, but when it comes to ordering things from them, they are greedier than your average hooker or CEO ( Read more... )

*bites lower lip* i'm going to get in trouble. Bad thoughts lead to bad moves lead to bad situations.

And bad situations mean more meetings with the therapist. Ugh.

Just one comment, really: WHY DO THERE HAVE TO BE SO MANY RULES? WHY CAN'T I JUST DO WHAT I WANT AND FEEL WHAT I WANT TO FEEL?

That's all, mostly.

I’ve sorta been in a bad mood.  And I’ve been thinking bad bad bad dirty thoughts.  Uh-oh.  This always means bad bad bad news.

I tried to pierce the cartiledge in my ear today.  Why?  Cutting is just so old.  Need new form of masochism.  All forms (except the following) should apply: overdosing, cutting, sliding off beds and falling off onto one ( Read more... )

I've been thinking about radically changing my appearance. I've always wanted to dye my hair, tint it red or make it a little darker, or navy blue. I've always thought that dying my hair navy blue would be really fun. Or grey. Grey would be pretty interesting, especially since it is a "natural color" and therefore fair game for during the ( Read more... )

Uhh…

I wanna become a bellydancer.

Or become Stevie Jackson.

Either one would be fine.

First day of my entire week that has gone semi-good. I mean, despite three people, including my best friend, pestering the shit out of me over something that I’ve been angsting about all week, today turned out relatively well ( Read more... )

Another thing about the world. Everyone gets embarrassed too easily. Everyone is worried about what others think of them. Am I too loud, am I too shy, am I dumb, will people like what I’m wearing, should I say this, what will people think… stop. First of all, I can guarantee you that I’m weirder than you. Feel safe. If I could, I would hang ( Read more... )

Ahahahahahahahaha!  No one reads my xanga anymore!  AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

*goes into shock*

Look with curious eyes on your raggedy way
And for once in your life you have nothing to say
And could this be the time when somebody will come
To say, "Look at yourself, you're not much use to anyone"