so its been a few years since ive written in my live journal. but im still here. now im married and in the army, deployed to iraq

well its offical. everyone has moved to myspace. I don't blame them. at all. I'm just not one for petifiles.

-Last night after about an hour or so of play a new x-box 360 game Oblivion, my sister Alex and her boyfriend Adam came over. we lounged around and took turns sleeping on the couch. I guess they had some idea of going to the movies. So Adam called up the movie place and instead of getting the automated lady he got some live dude and Adam kept ( Read more... )

so I no longer have any friends. I am all alone in this blog program. Maybe someone will random search my site and we will become lifelong friends. huh, probably not. I'll probably grow old and live in a little house with 30 cats, just like I always say. But instead of stewed tomatoes I'll be eating chicken noodle soup. ya, I think it will be ( Read more... )

son of a bitch martha focker, where is my lj entries. dooo dooo dooo doo , the twilight zone. ahhhhhhhhh

-As the morning's first beam shines through. Memories of yesterdays past lingers on with you. With the good comes the bad, all that matters is the mistakes that have been made do not reoccur in the new day ( Read more... )

It's 7:00 pm. I go pee and decide that I need to give my apartment a deep cleansing ( Read more... )

fuck damn, i hate who i am, i'm always fucking fat bitches nadmed pam.

i've found some sort of temporary sanity, with this shit, blood, and cum on my hands.

I'm in search of a life, I'm in search of a life
to call my own.
When you lose your life you don't win.
Where is my life?
When I look in the mirror.
I see everything.
Can you?