just a moment of your time..

[disaster_girl]

this cant be good for me. every time i turn this fucking thing on, i find someone who captivates my hyper and neurotic interest. someone i have to reach out a hand to. someone i fall in love with. i was reading your journal, hiddenletter.. for some reason i always feel the need to apologize for that, like i just stole your diary or something, but i

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achtung.

[disaster_girl]

alright. i am about to get my bony ass to yoga so i must keep this short. firstly, congratulations on tattooing wrestler dude.. it was odd, as soon as i read your entry, i checked my email and jerry wrote me asking in his polite, dulcet tones WHEN THE FUCK IM GOING TO COME OVER AND PAINT HIS WALLS and he offered to order pizza and watch this severely cool wrestler named.. freejack? newjack? jackshit? anyway, i forget the name right now but i recognized it because you inked the bastard which is hot to the nth degree.
i havent had any energy for the last week or so and i havent really left this room because i seem to have developed a bad habit of graying out when i stand up. im not even hanging out with nick unless we are sitting in here and dying and wasting away minute by minute by minute.. tick tick tick.
sincerely and seriously, my caped crusader of blood vengeance, I WILL FIND YOU TONIGHT IF I HAVE TO WALK I WILL FIND THEE. christ in a rollercoaster, the only people in this world i trust are me and thee and sometimes i wonder about me..
gotta go.
dont fret, ill eat a bottle of minithins and chase it with a gallon of red bull if i have to. after all, red bull gives you wings.
sos,
-supervixen skinderella