( O hai thar! )

 So.... thank you, all you guys, for those comments you left on my last entry. Really. I wish I had something better to say, I'm sorry. I wouldn't take back what I did to Brad. Although I wish I could give back what he did to me. Cos that hurt a lot, especially on my face. And a bit in the arms. I've decided I don't like getting beaten up.

Fuck it. ( Read more... )

( Hold on to the things you favor most. shift right and let it run down. if my peace could find a way out. let go of the youthful honesty, let go of the youthful honesty. )

We had an easter egg dying pizza party tonight with a few of the neighbors and their kids. One of the girls, Livvy, she put a rubber snake into her pants so that it was sticking up out of them like some sort of demented erection. Her mom said "Liv, can you please take the snake out of your pants?"

She replies "But he's comfortable in a terrible way ( Read more... )

 Dragged the ps2 down stairs. Watching Little Children with my head cocked to the left. Two and a half hours. High as a fecken kite, and don't need an excuse to see more of Patrick Wilson's ass or Jackie Earle Haley's pretty, pretty eyes. My face hurts : ( Would love a hug.

Don't break Patrick Wilson's heart, Kate Winslet. Don't you fucking do it ( Read more... )

( ...That's what I am )

 Danville, California, you're a frightening suburb full of soccer moms in the middle of almost nowhere. And I wouldn't want to live in you, not really, no.

It's already 2009 back home, you know. Still have about an hour and fifteen minutes here though.

But New Year's is going fine and dandy, what with all the business party people and the fine ( Read more... )