I would just like to say....

My live journal is now DEAD.

I've sold out to Xanga because... Cool people have Xangas?

Come see me -

www.xanga.com/glowingplasmid

The past three years have been filled with relationships, both good and bad. Now, I've got nothing. I've got no prospective relationships, no relationships I can try and mend, no one even interested. It sounds so pathetic and co-dependant but when relationships are something you've lived with... it's weird to not have them anymore ( Read more... )

Andrew. I don't love you enough to hate you anymore ( Read more... )

Andrew and I are no longer. He fucked me over for the last time. I was stupid to ever believe the first lie he told me. I was stupid to ever listen to him when he said "I love you"

I'm ready to be alone. I'm ready to live for myself.

I'm ready to be done with the 5 million pound weight I constantly carry on my shoulders.

Im so drunk I can't believe I can type or think ( Read more... )

Now I understand why I work so much ( Read more... )

I was going to write something motivational and profound today. Eh, Fuck it.

WANTED:
Someone with full coverage who will run into my car just enough for it to be deemed dead.

-or-

Someone who will steal my car after I get full coverage

Right. Well I'm tired. Goodnight fuckers and fucketts.

It's just one of those days ( Read more... )

I'm starting over fresh. And I don't really know why.