I lost my temper today for the first time in like fucking forever. Anna (long a) Lewis must die. I made my feelings fairly clear, though I think I should have said something about killing her in her sleep
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I'm binging. I am keeping my pants on. I need sex like you have no clue.
Steve can't come up. His dad said that he would have brought him if he could. That is so not making anything better. But it's ok. Cause its nice up here.
So my sense of normalicy is completely fucked. No one here is like me and i have a feeling that most of these people would make fun of my friends
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New Hampshire. Making friends, but am still fucking depressed (?). Big nasty gash on my upper left thigh. I think I'm gaining weight. Missing the boots and the glitter that is me
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I feel like that epasode of the Twilight Zone, with the guy who is the only guy left on earth, and he breaks his glasses. I am the only one alive right now
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