She lives...
Well this is my journal.
Now i have to figure out what the hell i am doing cause it looks pretty pathetic i must say.
Anyway, time for my first entry ::::
What a day yesterday... No power due to the Hurricane, so i hung out with my friends Sam and Tara and their family over at their house. Was crazy on the way over there...looked like a warzone -- trees everywhere. Anyway i get there and light the candles i brought over (cause Tara mentioned she wanted some) and we chill out and just talk for hours....i played Tara's really nice guitar (and she doesn't even play it!) and listened to music on my iPod. Tara eventually covered most of my body with sharpie tattoos... most of which are just random memories and stupid shit like that. She also painted my nails.... yeah in the dark so they look like crap, but it was fun = P.
Sam was chilling out headbanging to the iPod for most of the day.
Then some shit happens, Tara being her rollercoaster self decided to be depressed and "takes care of it" ... I wish she would try something else...
After the power came back on i left and when i got home she called me and we talked about how we were feeling... basically it left me wanting to be alone and not talk to anyone... i Fucking hate drama. It sucks.
I am really tired so i am gonan go smoke a cigarette and go to sleep...
Peace