I've disappeared in my own regard.
I ate two and a half donughts and feel like I'm gonna die. Blahgh.
My past week has been unbelievably packed.
Lauren came over Friday before New Year's. We hung out...we hung out with Jeff.
I had someone tell me I was a female version of them.
Skeezers still adore me.
I look wicked awesome with cat eyes.
Clubs on New Years are the way to go.
I kissed my two best friends at midnight.
My friend still has my whip.
I was woken up to find my friend in serious need of medical attention.
I'm dying to ask some questions that I know I shouldn't ever speak aloud.
I cried for the first time in a long time because I was scared my friend was going to die.
She's still in the hospital.
I've never had someone hold me like that.
I'm not a strong person unless I'm being strong for someone I love.
More than one person has said "I love you" to me in the past few days.
They meant it.
I've bought so many books lately, it's ridiculous.
My brother informed me of an abusive situation that has infuriated me.
Lauren's still here.
I'm elated.
I would do anything if I could make things better for everyone.
I really want to work at Borders.