being sick sucks. i have to go to work in like an hour, which should be interesting since work normally takes it out of me when i am healthy. i love the garbage that is welling up in my throat and how much it hurts to swallow or spit it out. if i dont get out of there early I'll shoot my self in the foot so i dont get drafted into joes late night ( Read more... )

so quiting is for quiters and i started back up like 4 days later. my parents know now too.... so its cool, minus there disappointment. Im limiting myself so it doesnt get to crazy. there is no need for emphazima. still havent sold the car...maybe. interpol is coming up and im pumped. plus im gonna see emma play at some house party with some NY ( Read more... )

.....since our last talk the following has happened. i started smoking (cigarettes) but i guess i quit today. i woke up feeling awful the other morning ( Read more... )

SUPRISE. This shit is still shitting. what ev. i dont even know what to say. except i felt the need to use my LJ like the rag doll hooker it is. i feel really shitty and tired and hyper. but now im shifting more towards the shit.

finally its starts to get cold. me gusta....mucho! weekend consisted of work, late nights with little sleep, pawn shop attempts, playing band, playing too much xbox, breaking out some hxc dance action in random parking lots for the hell of it, and me bustin my ass thinking im a cat and will always land on my feet.

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today was like the best day in a long time. i was actually happy at the end of the night. so this morning seemed like it was going to be a pretty normal and boring day but then right out of left field bam it wasnt. ben broke a glass window in a door at school completely cutting his hand open bleeding like crazy. so i walk with him around while he ( Read more... )

Post a memory of me in the comments. It can be anything you want. Then, post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.

how do you continue to break my heart when its already broken? like stepping on shattered glass.

its been a while mr. livejournal. me and sam broke up. i was so devistated. it still hurts alot but i try and put on a good face for the crowd, so they have a good show. this is all so stupid... sometimes im totally fine because i push it out of my head but other times like now i think about it and im miserable. but we are friends or something now ( Read more... )

yesterday was the worst day of my life. i dont even want to talk about it.......fuck.