Oops, how could I forget the date of my own wedding? I thought it was on Wednesday ( Read more... )

I'm getting married in two weeks. Holy shit. I never imagined that I would be settled down at age 20, I mean, I was never too good with commitment. I wanted to be loved, but I always had a hard time loving back, or keeping it in my pants. Sometimes when you're on the road, and the one you love is so far away, you'll do anything just to feel a ( Read more... )

So. I found out some news the other night, and it still hasn't really sunken in yet. I don't know what to do. I had an awful childhood, and while I don't think Paris is a crackwhore like my mom was, I'm probably an awful lot like my Dad ( Read more... )

So. I was going to go home, but realized I couldn't, because of that goddamned job. And then I promised Paris we'd go to counseling, *rolls eyes* which is tonight, I think. Paris and I had a fight so I took my shit and pretty much moved out. I'm staying in a motel a few miles from her house ( Read more... )

I'm sorry ( Read more... )

I think it's time for an update, eh ( Read more... )

Yeah, so...I guess the news is out. When I went out drinking the other night, I really thought that I could drive without getting into an accident. I knew I was pretty fucked up, but I still thought I could drive home. When the bartended offered to get me a cab, I got pissed. I hate when people try to do things for me, or insist on helping when I ( Read more... )

I'm only updating because it's way past time I did that, and because Paris probably won't give me any sex until I do. And we all know how much I love the sex ( Read more... )

On Friday, Paris and I have to go back to our normal lives. We're leaving Mexico, leaving the sun, sand and this beautiful fucking beach house. And going back to our normal lives. Paris as the rich "It" woman that everyone seems to want to be around right now. Me? Back to the apartment we all share. Back to trying to find a bassist and a record ( Read more... )

Fuck.

I miss Paris.

It's really only been...what, 24 hours since I saw her last? Maybe more. Either way, I shouldn't be feeling so emo right now, but I am. Maybe it doesn't have anything to do with Paris. Okay it does, but just a little. The other part of it is that I'm just a pretty miserable person, I guess ( Read more... )