tonight tonight.
would anyone mind if i picked up smoking again?
please no drama. it's too soon for drama.
prom date and carly are gettin married. "we'll stay up every night and do improv"..."improv, because that's what he'll call you." score one for mary.
motorcycle? what motorcycle? zoo pop.
i had so much fun tonight at the playground. i swear. i never grew up. i love swinging upside down on the rings and playing on the slides and the parallel bars. me and mary spun. alot. and laughed. and i had the dramatic death scene with mary when i caught her with my knees. will i ever grow up?
...would i ever want to?
thank you daniel for the drags. thanks jd for the drag. thank you austin for the hug. thank you all the boys for letting me see your smiling faces tonight. i wish i could have taken some of prom date's beers. i miss the taste of alcohol. it's weird. but i miss it. sad and tragic. but true.
i saw fayet again tonight. he's not as hot as i remember. i must have been really desperate to have made out with him.
i LOVE big jim. just to get that back on the table.
blah. i'd still do him. laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh.
i saw courtney i thought for sure she'd rat me out... but nothing yet. and ever i hope.
my hair was straight today. it's usually gay. so i straightened it. and i did laundry. i love lazy days.
ummmm... i think that covers my day... except my mom found out some people exist... and she's crying. she's so dumb. but it's cool.
i hate my dad still... as usual.
and what's totally weird... i miss my brother. alot. in fact... he's the only person in my house who's the least bit sane. wahoo. i'm such a fag. no. he's a fag. but i guess i'm a fag too because we're related. i wish he was home... so my parents would have someone else to yell at and freak out over. someone else to try and make stay home. someone else to complain to about each other. and i actually miss the inceasant buzz from the play station and the stench of sweaty boys that is ALWAYS wafting after him.
enough about that. i wish meredith was home. if i have nowhere to crash... i think i'll sneak into her place tomorrow of saturday. both if necessary. if you wanna stay with me.. call me.
cameron is still dead at goodyear. but we're keeping him. *sigh of total and complete relief* i miss my baby too. single tear.
showtunes rule my world. i love you mary. and singing tbs in the expedition. you kill me. i love you more than anything. if it were valentine's i'd ask you to be mine. what the heck? will you be my valentine... for march. and forever for that matter... i love you i love you i love you i love you.
ricky... buck up. it will all be ok. it always is.
in true manic fashion...
i am and always will be...
a bursting ball of energy.
please no drama. it's too soon for drama.
prom date and carly are gettin married. "we'll stay up every night and do improv"..."improv, because that's what he'll call you." score one for mary.
motorcycle? what motorcycle? zoo pop.
i had so much fun tonight at the playground. i swear. i never grew up. i love swinging upside down on the rings and playing on the slides and the parallel bars. me and mary spun. alot. and laughed. and i had the dramatic death scene with mary when i caught her with my knees. will i ever grow up?
...would i ever want to?
thank you daniel for the drags. thanks jd for the drag. thank you austin for the hug. thank you all the boys for letting me see your smiling faces tonight. i wish i could have taken some of prom date's beers. i miss the taste of alcohol. it's weird. but i miss it. sad and tragic. but true.
i saw fayet again tonight. he's not as hot as i remember. i must have been really desperate to have made out with him.
i LOVE big jim. just to get that back on the table.
blah. i'd still do him. laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh.
i saw courtney i thought for sure she'd rat me out... but nothing yet. and ever i hope.
my hair was straight today. it's usually gay. so i straightened it. and i did laundry. i love lazy days.
ummmm... i think that covers my day... except my mom found out some people exist... and she's crying. she's so dumb. but it's cool.
i hate my dad still... as usual.
and what's totally weird... i miss my brother. alot. in fact... he's the only person in my house who's the least bit sane. wahoo. i'm such a fag. no. he's a fag. but i guess i'm a fag too because we're related. i wish he was home... so my parents would have someone else to yell at and freak out over. someone else to try and make stay home. someone else to complain to about each other. and i actually miss the inceasant buzz from the play station and the stench of sweaty boys that is ALWAYS wafting after him.
enough about that. i wish meredith was home. if i have nowhere to crash... i think i'll sneak into her place tomorrow of saturday. both if necessary. if you wanna stay with me.. call me.
cameron is still dead at goodyear. but we're keeping him. *sigh of total and complete relief* i miss my baby too. single tear.
showtunes rule my world. i love you mary. and singing tbs in the expedition. you kill me. i love you more than anything. if it were valentine's i'd ask you to be mine. what the heck? will you be my valentine... for march. and forever for that matter... i love you i love you i love you i love you.
ricky... buck up. it will all be ok. it always is.
in true manic fashion...
i am and always will be...
a bursting ball of energy.