you said it would tell me i'm a moron! i think just going there shows that!
Today was really tiring.
I got out of bed really early because i couldn't stop flailing my limbs
I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.
I'm so drained. i drank a smirnoff twister when i woke up and the buzz is long gone with no alcohol left in the house.
Last night I had to explain to chris that me being a bitch does include getting pissed off, going straight to bed, telling him nothing's wrong, and then ignoring all of his efforts to cheer me up or get the truth out of me.
I want to tell the world to go fuck yourselves. i'm just the goddamn sales associate!
I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! as if! i dont have the money right now, i'm trying to buy a house.
I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you who you're sexually compatible with.
insert interesting commentary here: *blink blink*
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with one last thought: a stitch in time saves a bird in the hand, so make like a tree and bark.
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I got out of bed really early because i couldn't stop flailing my limbs
I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.
I'm so drained. i drank a smirnoff twister when i woke up and the buzz is long gone with no alcohol left in the house.
Last night I had to explain to chris that me being a bitch does include getting pissed off, going straight to bed, telling him nothing's wrong, and then ignoring all of his efforts to cheer me up or get the truth out of me.
I want to tell the world to go fuck yourselves. i'm just the goddamn sales associate!
I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! as if! i dont have the money right now, i'm trying to buy a house.
I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you who you're sexually compatible with.
insert interesting commentary here: *blink blink*
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with one last thought: a stitch in time saves a bird in the hand, so make like a tree and bark.
Created with the Gregor's Semi-Automatic LiveJournal Updater™. Update your journal today!