Here and now, in the land of cheesesteaks.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheesesteak
In my life time, I have created and deleted a plethora of Livejournals. It was an act of desperation, to signify new beginnings.... like when you cut off all your hair and then really regret it. But that was all just kind of a laugh because nothing ever really changes when you click "save profile." I thought about deleting all the old posts, but then I wouldn't be as interesting... now would I. I have no idea how many people have actually taken the time read this while I was on hiatus. And I have no idea what I must of posted two years ago, but I'll take Alex's word for it when he messaged me "LOL" this morning. The only thing I'm really sure of it that I was never one to post my suicide note on here.
I honestly never want to look too deeply into my past ever again. So I'll just take it from here.
Last April was my wedding, and I married one of the biggest promoters in the NYC goth scene. So now I'm stuck playing promoter/26 year old house wife. I can name drop the wedding attendance until you want to kill me. We traded our New York nightlife for a quiet life in Philadelphia. And despite the occasional boredom and club withdrawal, I'm really happy to be living here. The rent is affordable, the citizens are nicer, and the subways are a hell of a lot cleaner. Even the homeless are significantly more pleasant. I miss all the friends I have made and sometimes I feel like I'm struggling to make new ones. The internet has become a daily portal for keeping in touch with them and I don't know what I would do without Facebook... honestly, I would have no idea.
“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.” - Dr. Seuss