I am an asshole. I am self-involved to the point of having no real emotional attachments other than the one I have with myself. More than anything right now, I want to feel my entire pelvic bones from all sides. I want to throw up. I want dirty blonde hair. I want to believe my professors when they tell me that I have a brilliant mind. I need ( Read more... )

Ewwy. Ew ew ew.

WHAT IS GOING ON?

And I hate that. Kind of.

My grandmother left for Flordia for the week and left no food in the house. Thus I have been surviving on water and a fortune cookie Tara gave to me. (Note to self: It is difficult to eat when you're high) What little money I did have, I managed to spend on some cheap smack, which I shot up in one blurry-filled day. I've been dizzy and throwing up ( Read more... )

Today we went to a porn shop and Logan threw a dildo at me. He is a bitch.

It's been bad, baby, it's been bad. I can't tell how much of this is actual, and how much is just fucked up in my head. I've been dizzy, real real dizzy. It makes walking and all things related difficult. And I miss you. I miss you so bad. The others don't like me, they don't like me at all. Whatever happened to good relationships? What the fuck ( Read more... )

Today sucked ass.

You come back in my life and assume you're welcome. I just want to get this night over with. You know my weakness and that I have no strengths in the word "no" but I try anyway. I've been down this road and I know every crack and crevice. You plug it in. You plug in this undone connection and now I've degressed 1000 years. You're making it hard for ( Read more... )

I never know when to update my livejournal as opposed to my myspace. So from now on, livejournal will be entertainment centered, and myspace will be life centered ( Read more... )