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Wow, it's been a really long time since I last updated. I'm more of a myspacer now, not sure why, I guess I'm a traitor of some sort.
I dunno. Anyways, right now I'm not havin such a great time. I've been broken up with Ryan for over a month now. We'd been together for like 3 and a half years man, and he just doesnt wanna change for shit. Not that I expect him to, I guess he's his own man. But it's his loss not mine. I'm a free bitch now, been perusing the mahhhhket of boys. I found a few potential prospects, really sweet nice guys.
The only thing about Ryan was the whole can't-be-romantic thing, and I'm all about the romance man. WHen we first got together he did romantic things, I don't understand why he doesn't now. I guess I just got old and he wanted to stop trying.
Oh well. Once again his loss not mine.
A mutual loss however was the loss of our friend Jason on Monday. He got into a horrible motorcycle accident on Sat. June 10th, and was pulled from life support on the 11th. However cuz of that dumb new fuckin Terry's law he was given something I guess that made him not die until Monday. SO his family has asked his death date be moved from the 11th to the 12th, since that when it was officially called. The story was in the paper on Sunday, but ya know they make it osund like he was just some asshole on a bike who deserved what he got.
Wanna hear what he ended up getting??
He had swelling of the brain (near the end, why they pulled his life support, was because it got to like 72 PSI or so, which is three and a half ttimes the amount it takes to START getting brain damage. 72 is non-surviveable), he was bleeding out of his eyes ears and nose, he broke almost all the ribs on one side of his body, with one puncturing his lung, he had a puncture wound the sized of a tennis ball in his abdomen from his handlebars, internal bleeding in his liver they were able to stop, and road rash on his hips and on his knees down to the bone.
Yeah he was driving like an asshole and when ya drive like that ya gotta pay sometimes. But HE DIDNT HAVE TO DIE. He was only 22 for shits sake. I understand people are taken when it's their time, but damn man. He was such an awesome guy. I'll miss you, Jason Paul Harrill. Rest in peace my friend, I'll see you someday on the other said.
*inserts crossroads*
ANYWAYS, besides that im in agony from having my wisdom teeth taken out. OH MY GOD if you like pain, please have this surgery done cuz you'll LOVE IT. Oh man.
I think I've babbled on long enough, hello america good to be back! see yall later
I dunno. Anyways, right now I'm not havin such a great time. I've been broken up with Ryan for over a month now. We'd been together for like 3 and a half years man, and he just doesnt wanna change for shit. Not that I expect him to, I guess he's his own man. But it's his loss not mine. I'm a free bitch now, been perusing the mahhhhket of boys. I found a few potential prospects, really sweet nice guys.
The only thing about Ryan was the whole can't-be-romantic thing, and I'm all about the romance man. WHen we first got together he did romantic things, I don't understand why he doesn't now. I guess I just got old and he wanted to stop trying.
Oh well. Once again his loss not mine.
A mutual loss however was the loss of our friend Jason on Monday. He got into a horrible motorcycle accident on Sat. June 10th, and was pulled from life support on the 11th. However cuz of that dumb new fuckin Terry's law he was given something I guess that made him not die until Monday. SO his family has asked his death date be moved from the 11th to the 12th, since that when it was officially called. The story was in the paper on Sunday, but ya know they make it osund like he was just some asshole on a bike who deserved what he got.
Wanna hear what he ended up getting??
He had swelling of the brain (near the end, why they pulled his life support, was because it got to like 72 PSI or so, which is three and a half ttimes the amount it takes to START getting brain damage. 72 is non-surviveable), he was bleeding out of his eyes ears and nose, he broke almost all the ribs on one side of his body, with one puncturing his lung, he had a puncture wound the sized of a tennis ball in his abdomen from his handlebars, internal bleeding in his liver they were able to stop, and road rash on his hips and on his knees down to the bone.
Yeah he was driving like an asshole and when ya drive like that ya gotta pay sometimes. But HE DIDNT HAVE TO DIE. He was only 22 for shits sake. I understand people are taken when it's their time, but damn man. He was such an awesome guy. I'll miss you, Jason Paul Harrill. Rest in peace my friend, I'll see you someday on the other said.
*inserts crossroads*
ANYWAYS, besides that im in agony from having my wisdom teeth taken out. OH MY GOD if you like pain, please have this surgery done cuz you'll LOVE IT. Oh man.
I think I've babbled on long enough, hello america good to be back! see yall later