We miss you two fuckheads! (Hazel and Ivy)
Hello everyone, long time no talk.. i think, i dont know.. im not paying attention to the dates really. Im sitting here with Ginger over my shoulder who is doing some weird thing with his arms.. and now he has legged propped on the desk of Dahmer's, who of which we are spending the night with. Dumb fuck, now he has two legs propped.. lazy bastard.
We just looked at apartments and thats about it. We couldnt really fit porn into our schedule tonight. (JOKING FATTY!) Anyway, I got a job, a real one.. i have to dress up and sell knives. So any of you serial killers (918 above Ginger).. i got the hook up, nigga. But all is well and i start my job on thursday working full-time, with customer services and sales. GOOD FUCKING TIMES. im going to make the best i can out of this. I know what it's like on the otherside, to be someone to stoop to the level of something even you know youre better than. Im not one for confidence or any of that jazz, but ive got a legal right to work in the U.S., and i'll be damned if im going to work with an entire staff that doesnt.
i love my Brittany, i took care of her today. She was sick and i felt so helpless, but i called my mom and she made everything okay. I cant wait to see my mom again, i get to see her on tuesday and we're going shopping for buisness attire. Yep, it's an office job. I remember back when i was hesitant to leave the state for a week, because i had never been away from her for that long. Now here i am, with barely any place to call my home (other than Bre's arms), and i dont speak to my mom for weeks on-end. Though, i plan to maintain some organization for my life and i wont be so distant (from my mom that is).
I havent updated like this in forever. My thoughts, my life expressed on a blank screen with tales of memory and sometimes the wishful thinking of the way it used to be. I knew it from the beginning that this responsiblity of mine required sacrifice, and the lifestyle i chose would force promises to be broken, but that's just the way it has to be sometimes. The completed puzzle will continue to undo itself, and i'll be sure to record and express it through every vein in my body.
The sad part about it all is i can find no regret. Because i know a new picture will form, my dream. And this is the only puzzle i know how to complete. This is the only way i can live. Whether i make millions or pennies, i told Bre this marketing job is going to be everything, and if it isnt what i think it is, i will make it what i thought it was. And everything will be beautiful because i'll be damned if creating music ever becomes work or a dream ever becomes a job.
I love all of you and it's hard for my eyes not to water when i realize all that i have. When i realize that people are actually listening and that they care.
and the best part of it all, it only gets better.
~Daisy
OH YEAH! i almost forgot, me and my baby found a kitten. We named it Xya (Mya with a Z) and Ginger and i took it in, and have given it a great home. She's going to be so spoiled!
Though, Ginger's not going to get to see her again if he doesnt get his godamn feet off of the fucking desk, dick.
We just looked at apartments and thats about it. We couldnt really fit porn into our schedule tonight. (JOKING FATTY!) Anyway, I got a job, a real one.. i have to dress up and sell knives. So any of you serial killers (918 above Ginger).. i got the hook up, nigga. But all is well and i start my job on thursday working full-time, with customer services and sales. GOOD FUCKING TIMES. im going to make the best i can out of this. I know what it's like on the otherside, to be someone to stoop to the level of something even you know youre better than. Im not one for confidence or any of that jazz, but ive got a legal right to work in the U.S., and i'll be damned if im going to work with an entire staff that doesnt.
i love my Brittany, i took care of her today. She was sick and i felt so helpless, but i called my mom and she made everything okay. I cant wait to see my mom again, i get to see her on tuesday and we're going shopping for buisness attire. Yep, it's an office job. I remember back when i was hesitant to leave the state for a week, because i had never been away from her for that long. Now here i am, with barely any place to call my home (other than Bre's arms), and i dont speak to my mom for weeks on-end. Though, i plan to maintain some organization for my life and i wont be so distant (from my mom that is).
I havent updated like this in forever. My thoughts, my life expressed on a blank screen with tales of memory and sometimes the wishful thinking of the way it used to be. I knew it from the beginning that this responsiblity of mine required sacrifice, and the lifestyle i chose would force promises to be broken, but that's just the way it has to be sometimes. The completed puzzle will continue to undo itself, and i'll be sure to record and express it through every vein in my body.
The sad part about it all is i can find no regret. Because i know a new picture will form, my dream. And this is the only puzzle i know how to complete. This is the only way i can live. Whether i make millions or pennies, i told Bre this marketing job is going to be everything, and if it isnt what i think it is, i will make it what i thought it was. And everything will be beautiful because i'll be damned if creating music ever becomes work or a dream ever becomes a job.
I love all of you and it's hard for my eyes not to water when i realize all that i have. When i realize that people are actually listening and that they care.
and the best part of it all, it only gets better.
~Daisy
OH YEAH! i almost forgot, me and my baby found a kitten. We named it Xya (Mya with a Z) and Ginger and i took it in, and have given it a great home. She's going to be so spoiled!
Though, Ginger's not going to get to see her again if he doesnt get his godamn feet off of the fucking desk, dick.