Last post for awhile...
I am happy with my self and my life. I am going to school, with serious progress... This isn't highschool anymore, and I actually see the strides I'm taking to better my life.
I'm making knives in my spare time. Good ones, too. This pleases the shit out of me.
I have my three animals... Rob still has 1 stuck eye-cap, but I can already see it coming loose. Anna got fucked up by her dinner, but she's now healed and good as new. She's beautiful... Now that I've brought her out of malnourishment, she is absolutely gorgeous. Anyastasia (or Onion) is still neurotic to no end... But my father adores her (as do I), and she is now roaming the whole house. She's so entertaining to watch...
I'm over what I did to Rachael. Yeah, I was a low-life lying piece of shit. I'm not that person anymore. I've come out of that shadow of my life, and have come into who I am, and I am who I want to be.
Sarah, sending your package friday. I'm making you something to go along with it.
As for everyone who is not Brady, Sabi, or Mark (as far as those of you in Houston), good luck. I'll probably never see you again outside of Andy's, or a Condition Green show (if A) Such a thing ever happenes again B) You even mention it to me). I'm not pissed that y'all don't even consider me anymore, and likewise, I'm not going to think of y'all when considering what to do or who to do it with. It's been made clear that seeing me is nowhere on your list of things to do.
And, as I'm doing pretty good at the moment, I really don't need LJ anymore.
Peace.
I'm making knives in my spare time. Good ones, too. This pleases the shit out of me.
I have my three animals... Rob still has 1 stuck eye-cap, but I can already see it coming loose. Anna got fucked up by her dinner, but she's now healed and good as new. She's beautiful... Now that I've brought her out of malnourishment, she is absolutely gorgeous. Anyastasia (or Onion) is still neurotic to no end... But my father adores her (as do I), and she is now roaming the whole house. She's so entertaining to watch...
I'm over what I did to Rachael. Yeah, I was a low-life lying piece of shit. I'm not that person anymore. I've come out of that shadow of my life, and have come into who I am, and I am who I want to be.
Sarah, sending your package friday. I'm making you something to go along with it.
As for everyone who is not Brady, Sabi, or Mark (as far as those of you in Houston), good luck. I'll probably never see you again outside of Andy's, or a Condition Green show (if A) Such a thing ever happenes again B) You even mention it to me). I'm not pissed that y'all don't even consider me anymore, and likewise, I'm not going to think of y'all when considering what to do or who to do it with. It's been made clear that seeing me is nowhere on your list of things to do.
And, as I'm doing pretty good at the moment, I really don't need LJ anymore.
Peace.