Hahaaaaaa... How many people on LJ have found their journal almost three years later and still remembered the password, eh? Well, hello Internet. Hello again. We've been a long time apart.

The breakdown:

ME: 19. Working. Dating (a boy) (exclusively) (for a long time).

YOU: An old virtual-journal full of angsty 16-year-old stuff, which I now realise ( Read more... )

I never update... whether it's because I'm heartbroken or lazy, I couldn't tell you. Maybe both. I'm sick of things again...

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY ( Read more... )

Surgery on the thirtieth. What immense fun (not).

It's too cliche for me to say I love you. I'm sorry.

Rester, I own you on the 27th. Be prepared. *evil laughter*

Ahem... sorry.

How can I convince you it's me I don't like ( Read more... )

For those of you who don't know, the below entry was made by someone I like to call "Rester."

I don't really enjoy the smell of cheese at all.

I AM A CRAZED FETUS.

I LIKE THE SMELL OF CHEESE ON COLD WINTER NIGHTS, AND WALKS IN THE PARK WITH MY LABRADOR.

SINGLE, WHITE, LESBIAN. SEARCHING FOR SOME ONE WITH COMMON INTERESTS.

COMMENT IF INTERESTED.

I PROMISE A GOOD TIME. ;)

I'm going to be gone for a while. Ty-chi, will you take care of something for me? I'll give you all the info when we can talk... thank you in advance.

If any of you want presents, drop me a line. I'll bring you something special.

I've only been gone a little while
But it feels like a long, long time