on friday, wesley wasn't there to play his drums, so i was just sitting on the stool behind them. then somebody handed me some drumsticks and kendall and wiley played a half-assed version of "of wolf and man" by metallica with me. it was sooo much fun ( Read more... )

dang that happened soo fast.

i wasn't on either side; it wasn't any of my business, but i'm actually proud of amanda for swinging at her. on the other hand, she totally fucked the soccer team in the ear because now bree can't play.

it's all good, yo.

i just threw up in mr. leblanc's class.

Viva La Girls' Fútbol!!!

i'm in mr. sills' room and wiley is playing that song he composed to me. aw man i wish you could all hear it. it's great.

It's so hard being with him and knowing that I could never indulge in the closure that he gives me.

it burns.

nabahe died. in his sleep. i guess the reason that all of the indians are dying, etc. is because there is a pattern. i wasn't that close to nabahe, but he was a nice kid. i know this is probably a dick thing to say, but i'm just glad wiley is okay. i guess he got out of the pattern. this really sucks though. i grew up around all of the natives and ( Read more... )

i have watched wesley transform from an exellent drummer to a drug-fiend monster.

it's depressing.

"he's not going to cum until you let him."

thanks, karey.

The anxiety is killing me.

i can't wait for wiley to come back to school!!

i went to go see wiley yesterday

it was pretty bad. he held my hand. he could barely talk but when he realized i was crying, he sat there and told me that he was okay and that it didn't hurt.

i really love wiley. he is such a good kid.

Thank you fuzzy and karey for putting up with my shit last night.