"Funny thing about money for sex, you might get rich, but you'll die by it."

[darkdeserteagle]

Maybe I'll take up writing in this thing again. Maybe there's something to be said for it. It's kind of sad when you think about back when we all used to write in these. Though honestly, there's not much of a we to speak of, just people I used to be friends with. Or still am. I guess my point was just that it's very much a part of my past and not at all a part of my present. Though, really, that's sort of the idea. There are things I used to be that I need back, right about now. Not being a ninny, being at the very top of that list. Though I'm getting there, I think. God, I qualify everything. That should probably stop. And I did it again. That SHOULD stop. No probably about it. I need to learn (re-learn, really) how to tell people the truth, even when it sucks. For them, that is, I finally got the hang of telling the truth when it's hard for me. I cosset people, and then I resent them for it. But they're not Nathan and I'm not going to break them. Also, I need to stop letting people have their way when they act like five year olds. Unless they just want a cookie or something. I mean, it's a freaking cookie.

Also, it's funny how we say that we'll never make someone else's mistake and then we do. Almost exactly. Or maybe that's just me.

For the first time in a very long time, I honestly no idea what the fuck I want. From anything. Except a haircut, I need one of those. The second season of Veronica Mars would be cool too.

For some reason when writing in this thing I repeat the same sentence beginnings, over and over. It annoys me.