Everyone has something to do. work, shows, go places, party with friends, even go to a dance. Sunday, Jhon, Coy, Rae, Will, and Scotsy are taking off to Philly to see the last Rambo show. Coy said he wanted me to go, but honestly, I didn't believe him. I guess its ok ( Read more... )

i feel like i having nothing interesting anymore.

he loves her so much
its fucking cute as hell

today was moderately awesome ( Read more... )

if I offend anyone by this statement, i might apologize on a case by case basis.

I hate stutters. Just fucking say it.

I am happy for the kid, before anything else gets thought or said ( Read more... )

i got my box in the mail today from patrick. it was kind of weird seeing all the things I left down there. Lots of clothes i wont fit into now, pictures that lost their meaning, weird snippits of stuff from all the adventures we had together. I did have a lot of fun when I lived in Orlando, i just wanted to come home for a bt. I'd probably take off ( Read more... )

i feel empty at this moment. I don't know why. Maybe because
i can't hear anyone's voice
im scared and dont know what I'm doing with my life
even writing this is lame

It's funny how things turn out. I usually don't feel 100% comfortable going to Coy's parents house, but last night after school, the only place in the world i wanted to be was at a home with my family. I went over there at about 930 or 10 after visiting starbucks. as soon as i walked in the door the first thing people said was, "bubba was just here ( Read more... )

i should be writing a paper on dumpster diving or then on material possessions but i can't. i cant stop thinking about the fight. we fight so much lately. he cant listen, i cant stop yelling. this sucks. whats worse is that i dont even really care about us, cause we'll be ok. i feel TERRIBLE about my roomates. they do not deserve to hear about it. ( Read more... )