Where do I begin ( Read more... )

Help.

Here's to lessons learned.

To love lost.
To love regained.
To good times.
To bad times.
To love not really regained at all.
To purple skies.
To views of the city.
And to the fog in that valley.
To yellow clouds.
To green grass!
To good friends.
To your worst enemy.
To forevers.
To broken promises.

Here's to life.

goddamnit

Thank you

It's fucking cold outside.

So apparently I left a drunken message on the answering machine at work.

From what I hear, all I really said was how fucked up my car is.

Monday should be interesting...

So I shed a lot of tears today...for whatever reason.

Then I worked one of the most intense work days ever. I HATE not taking a lunch. It puts me in such a pissy mood ( Read more... )

"I can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try

We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything is alright...

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone"

P.S.

Nix on the house. Gonna refinance my car and get an apartment instead...hopefully within the next few weeks.

And now yer phone is just shut off.

Like I don't know what you're fucking doing

So much for promises...but hey, I should've known better, right?

Five beers, two bowls, and a half pack of cigarettes later...and I still feel the pain.

I could make this a locked entry...but what do I have to hide from you? I mean let's be honest...you know you're going to read this. Why did you even take me off yer friends list ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of crying. I just can't fucking stand it anymore. I wish I had more self control.

It's so sparatic too...makes for a great time, by myself.

I can play "erase-the-ex" too. I wish I had the patience to play the rest of your games.