It's raining outside in.   Life is getting weary.   I signed my soul away and I want it back.   It's desperately seeking and smidge of escape.   Like a doormat I've got mud on my face.   I've never been a pretty girl, but I'm uglier these days.  Well, I'm okay.   Everyone's high and I'm grounded.  My direction is arrowless.  Is it safe to go with ( Read more... )

So last night we had to play this game, it's kind of like hide and seek and you have to run and not get tagged by the staff people.. So we're bribing them and it's fine we're not getting our tickets taken and then Michael Lutz, was like "I tell you what I won't take your tickets if you get in the pool."  So we get in the pool shoes/clothes ( Read more... )

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I AM BACK!!!!!!!!!

4 days.

Dang, I need pants.

2 weeks. I will miss 5 of you.

I'm looking for some good letter writers.

I have 40 dollars left in my wallet.
And I have a plane ticket.
I am outta here!

100 dollars left... in my purse that is.

I have a plane ticket to purchase.

A shot to get.

And I am outty.

Hopefully a year from now, it will be FOR GOOD.

Praise God, maybe I'll actually meet good real people!

There's going to be a party in my honor Saturday, if you are interested in A. showing up or B. helping me escape, just let me know!