Clear you skin in three easy steps.
So where should I start?
I haven't updated in this thing in I don't even know how long and it's long overdue.
Tonight I had a feeling that I wanted to write.
Writing used to be the only thing that made the days pass by and the nights not seem as long.
So much has happened in the last four months.
I graduate high school,went to prom,partied,took an LNA course,quit CVS,went to a lot of shows and decided that I want to live.
Not live in the sense that I would be repetitive with my days and continue holding on to the ounce of life I had left in me with a pinky.
I want to adventure and grow up slowly.
I want to know that when I die I've actually lived and that I can pass away in peace.
I know this entry is going to make no sense to anyone,maybe not even myself because it keeps jumping around with whatever pops into my mind,but that's how I work sometimes.
I'm always everywhere with everything.
Sometimes I know where I stand and the next day I might be in a different position.
Oh,I guess I better tell everyone that I got arrested.
Yeah,it was pretty cool...well,not at all really,but it made for a hell of a story.
I've had more hot tub parties with the 2*sweet boys,made new friends and some old ones have come and gone as they pleased.
Either way I'm still living with hope even though sometimes I still feel the dull aching in my chest and stomach from something missing.
I haven't updated in this thing in I don't even know how long and it's long overdue.
Tonight I had a feeling that I wanted to write.
Writing used to be the only thing that made the days pass by and the nights not seem as long.
So much has happened in the last four months.
I graduate high school,went to prom,partied,took an LNA course,quit CVS,went to a lot of shows and decided that I want to live.
Not live in the sense that I would be repetitive with my days and continue holding on to the ounce of life I had left in me with a pinky.
I want to adventure and grow up slowly.
I want to know that when I die I've actually lived and that I can pass away in peace.
I know this entry is going to make no sense to anyone,maybe not even myself because it keeps jumping around with whatever pops into my mind,but that's how I work sometimes.
I'm always everywhere with everything.
Sometimes I know where I stand and the next day I might be in a different position.
Oh,I guess I better tell everyone that I got arrested.
Yeah,it was pretty cool...well,not at all really,but it made for a hell of a story.
I've had more hot tub parties with the 2*sweet boys,made new friends and some old ones have come and gone as they pleased.
Either way I'm still living with hope even though sometimes I still feel the dull aching in my chest and stomach from something missing.