About a year, actually. I have this love/hate relationship with blogging publicly. The nature of the beast is publicity, openness, vulnerability. It's a public journal. In my mind, a journal was always a place you could unleash your deepest, darkest, sickest, most honest thoughts, and they were for yourself. Of course I understand there are ways of ( Read more... )

I am so fucking sexual. It's silly, really, all the desire I have.

Anyway-

HEY WORLD I LIKE THE SEX! And I knows I'm not a slut, eiher. :)

And thats all.

-Cece

Ok, alright, I know ( Read more... )

Look. I don't know why I need attention. I don't know why I want to see you every day or every other day. Rigt now, I want to ignore you and just pretend that I don't even care. I don't know why I care. I can't help your scheual or mine. This whole thing just sucks ( Read more... )

Alright. Here I am to relieve some pressure that I think I've been holding on to for awhile. I rally need to get this all out. I think I know what's really been getting me down lately ( Read more... )

Aw, Patrick ( Read more... )

Everyone gets a little down every now and then ( Read more... )

I am so sick of cold weather I could spit. I wont, because I'm a gentlemen. I just want to feel the sun on my legs and shoulders. I want my hair to absorb it and turn redish again. I want to tan, I want to swim and I want my acne to clear up ( Read more... )

Maybe it's the past that brings us down ( Read more... )

Okay. So life isn't that shitty. I was just upset at myself for not sudying and being an irresponsible drunkard. It shant happen again ( Read more... )