i have much potential. i know i do.
more often than not, my anxiety/panic disorder gets the best of me.
this is no excuse, i know..
but dealing with mental shit is crippling for the mind, body & soul.
please please please help me. [to nobody in particular]

i have another brother. too bad i dont like his mother.
i could make a song about that.

anyway.. this makes 7 siblings.

[[edit]] his name is zachary allan.

since i didn't get to go to the FUCKING CONVENTION...
i have decided i am going to treat myself to a new pair of 4g spirals for my lobes.

just curious.. where do you get your body jewelry at??

ick.. i can feel myself getting achy with a fever off & on.
no flu, go away!

it looks like i wont be going to the tattoo convention.

we got new carpet in our kitchen.
it fucking stinks.

just because i cannot say it [those dreaded three words], does not mean i am not capable of doing so.
its not my fault i grew up not knowing how to express feelings or show emotion.
thats how i was raised.
it's been a lifelong struggle.

i got myself a jobby job today. J O B.
now hopefully i go. no fuck that, i AM going. everyday.

i have 8 baby rats.

who wants a Christmas present??

i need a cheap but reliable website for airline tickets.

any suggestions??