Well. I have quite the update. Broke up with Jeremie, as I should have done an awful long time ago - real jerk. Controlling and just impossible to live with. Then a week later started dating Steve (3 weeks, 3 days ago) and we're already planning on marriage -- looking for rings every chance we get, and I'm probably moving in by the weekend. My ( Read more... )

Well, I guess it was destined to happen at one time or another. Mom and Greg found out I was bulemic. I know my mom must be freaking out inside, but she's been very demure and quiet about it all -- after all, it's been 2 for 2 now. Kelli had an affair with lady bulemia a year or so ago, and her's became known, and then she quit. So now mine is ( Read more... )

God, i've been so horrendously depressed lately. I just want to curl up and sleep and never ever wake up again. I don't even know what's triggered it... it's not pms -- that was a week and a half ago - then I got fine and happy-ish, and bam, all of a sudden I'm deathly stuck in the doldrums again ( Read more... )

I'm making carrot cake! Why? Well... I've never made it before... and they had carrot cake on Seinfeld so I got the brilliant idea to give it a shot ( Read more... )

How often does the realization of one's own sickness lead to overcoming it ( Read more... )

Due to my own severe paranoia,
I'm stopping all use of this journal.

I fucked things up real bad. :\ I was sexually frustrated, and feeling neglected, so I got moody and hung up on Jeremie. I haven't heard from him since - he never makes any effort to repair the problems, and I'm worried and depressed. I know I'll have to make the first move, and apologize and such... but still. I want to feel like I mean ( Read more... )

My stomach is churning, creating friction against itself, rendering my nerves full of pain and discomfort. My mind is swimming in thick paranoid, struggling against itself, attempting not to drown.
I'm drowning.
I'm falling.
I'm stopping.
I'm dying.
I'm killing myself, over and over again.
I'm killing myself.
One more time

I had a really bad high last night. Well, not so much bad as unsettling and strange. I felt absolutely disgusted by Jeremie, everything he did and said irritated the hell out of me. I just sat there, staring and despising every little molecule of his being, and I was terribly disgusted at the fact that I was dating him. His skin and touch made ( Read more... )

Okay, so I've been thinking alot about piercing lately, determined to get to at least 20 - which will be when I get my next 2 in my lip within the next week. Then, after that I'm going to get my eyebrow, 2 labias, and my 2nd (the horizontal) in each nipple. What is there after that?! I mean, I have everything else concievably done, which is ( Read more... )