The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Extreme
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very High
Level 2 (Lustful)Very Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Very Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis
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i feel bad im not on your friend's list anymore. i feel bad i live all the way in canada and have a life here and not in tennessee where my heart once was. i'm sorry we don't talk as much anymore. i'm sorry i don't have the patience for things i once had some for. i'm sorry if i have hurt you in anyway from me being the stupid old bitch that i am. i'm so so sorry for everything. i miss you too, i really do. i miss staying up 'till 6am talking to you. sadly i can't do that anymore because my mom has gone crazy and i have to do everything possible to keep her stress level down before she esploads. i miss telling you i love you because i do love you ben! i've just felt emotionless lately because everything's changing so damn fast for me. i'm sorry i must spell it colour. i'm sorry we have so many strange candy bars here. i'm sorry we haveso much snow today. i'm sorry that my cat grew into a unicorn. he really did. i guess i'm getting all emotional because i'm home sick today frmo school. and im going to fail and stuff. man this is soo hardddd.
ps. nice legs..... i almost dropped my pancakes.
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emotional is okay, it lets me know that you still care, even a lil bit. and I really wish I didn't take you off my list. I find myself getting really close to putting you back on, but. See, when I read your journal, I find you and your fella telling eachother that you lack eachother in french, and my head heats up and. I'm trying hard to not feel alone, allison. it's really tough, because everyday's the same, and I know I won't meet anyone new. I spend a long time on this computer trying to seek out happiness, but I just wind up getting sadder. cos I knew it used to make me happier. but shit changed.
freyah told me something that put it all in perspective, though. so I'm not mad or sad or anything anymore. just feelin lonely.
and I'd like to talk to you about it, but. most of my reasons are selfish and unreasonable, and I end up with my head on the keyboard..
things changed, and I have to accept that. I'm just scared, because I don't know anythign, like. if you still want me to come, and if you do, will it just be me hanging out with you and your boy.. maybe I shouldn't come at all, then. I don't know...
this is dumb, allison. you're too much to forget.
I'm being too fucking emo. I think I'm gonna go to bed, I didn't sleep last night. maybe I'll see you if I wake up, and I can straighten out all of this dumb shit that's pouring out of my mind.
night.
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