So my motor runs, sounds fucking good, and is going to rock. I'm installing it probably tomorrow. Right now I am going to work on my interior and get my stereo all hooked up. I'm seriously pouring my heart and soul into this. It's going to be one of my greatest achievements. I'll be able to waste any of those rice-rocket mother fuckers and probably ( Read more... )

The toughest part of the day is waking after a dream of Danielle and finding her gone, not only from my bed, from my room, but from my life. So, I am going out tonight to fuck around. I've been really immature these past few days, weeks, whatever, but it was all in a desperate attempt to get her back. Now, I am going to forget that and try to move ( Read more... )

So it's hitting me that I'll never talk to Dani again. Oh well. I'm just going to move on. I drove all the way from Rawlins Wyoming last night to get home. I had to smoke cigarettes (something I had successfully quit and didn't need any more) just to stay awake. But, that's ok, I'll quit again soon. It is a dirty habit. So today, after I basically ( Read more... )

I'm sitting in Wyoming, I've driven hundreds of miles in the last few days. I'm rather lost, both physically and mentally. I feel like there is nothing but heartache back home. A girl that I loved once, but who hates me now and thinks I do shit that I don't do and thinks I'm nothing more than an immature asshole, but I want to be her friend and her ( Read more... )

Shit Culp. You had to go write something stupid. Now Danielle thinks it was me. Seriously, it wasn't. I have stopped doing that kind of stuff. Now I just keep thinking about how much she must hate me. Fuck. I wanted to be her friend at least. Because that way I could still talk to her. She was my confidant, and I'd like that back, but now someone ( Read more... )

If you have no clue what's going on, you have to read these since the other day in order. So, it's from the bottom up. I'm sure you could have figured this out all you smart folken out there . . . I also just realized that the only person who ever knows I'm writing in this is my sister. She probably is the only one that really cares right now ( Read more... )

We're at Mark's parents house, his mom is sick upstairs, I don't know what she has, his dad is downstairs throwing a party. It was fucking wierd. There was cocaine, booze, weed, and some people went outside to do meth. I was freaking out. The wierdest part was it was all people Mark's age and it turned out, all Mark's friends. I saw Mark do a line ( Read more... )

This is fucked up. I'll explain in the morning . . . bad times, bad times

I’m in Reno. I picked up a hitchhiker and he asked where I was going and I said I don’t know and he said he had to get to Reno, so that’s where we went. Eight hours with a stranger in a van can sound awkward, but we hit it off quickly. His name is Mark and he ran away from home in a similar situation when he was 20. He dropped out of Yale and went ( Read more... )

I decided Danielle was right. Last night I got in a fight with my parents saying it's their fault I feel so terrible and it's really their fault that Danielle left me (though it's probably actually mine), so I took the van and took off. At first I headed toward Dani's but then remembered that she would be out with some new guy. I didn't want to act ( Read more... )