Holly shit.
Well I have no idea who reads this still so I think no one will care if I write stuff. Well my life is good right now. I got a good man in my life we're gonna get married. I am gonna be a teacher. It should be exciting. I mean I know I am going to love my life it just seems so different that from what I wanted. Where did my exciting life full of luxiours go. The man in the motorcycle picking me up from bars as I kick guys in the nuts 1/2 wasted. My life is going in a good directions. I know it's what has to happen. I need to grow up. But I feel like part of me is dying. The part that yells curse words at the top of her lungs, drinking liquir from the bottle, that flashs her breats knowing she would kill anyone who touched them. That girl I love the one that I have been for so long is dying. I feel like I should have some kinda funeral for her....................is that insane. It's 3am. I know that my mind is frecking out. My hands are writing so fast I barely know what I am writing. These words are just appering on the screen and I don't know where thye are coming from......... I need sleep.