like an open highway...
wow... cams bday is morrow... joy 
moms coming home morrow joy
ok well its now winter... and im off my meds... dad asked me if was slipping into a rutt... i told him no... which is true... i mean ya some days i feel like shit... but who doesnt? and besides... i still have a full bottle of happy pills if need be
ive been feeling very poetic lately... i dont know why... i mean ive been using this journal as a way to get out what i feel... and ya sometimes i hold back on what i wanna say well i dont know but i do... no cause for alarm here ppl... its usually stuff i just dont wanna talk about...
but anyways ya... like anywhere from 3-6 poems a night... thats getting insane...?
i dont know i think it is .. but its also fun and makes me feel some what better so
... jon said he wanted me to do his creative writing for him... i told him its not gonna happen... it was funny
mike talked to me today... he messaged me... oooh i was mad at him... for those of you who do have bets going... he lied to me... i know he did for a fact now... ya i was told by another liar that he lied to me... i guess im surrounded by liars... i only trust soo many ppl... and alot of those ppl have broken that trust... and wont get it back... i know they wont... they can try... and i will be nice about it... but they wont get it back...
on another note... my ribs are sore again... the damn things wont heal! i dont know why.. i havent done anything to them... except sleep on them... and if cam goes to punch me turn so he hits my side or back... that could be a problem but ooh well... james wants me to go to the doctor... told him i would as much as i hate doctors... i dont know why i hate them so... but i do... maybe its from another life or something... i dont know...
but... ya... long enough...
ta for now...
moms coming home morrow joy
ok well its now winter... and im off my meds... dad asked me if was slipping into a rutt... i told him no... which is true... i mean ya some days i feel like shit... but who doesnt? and besides... i still have a full bottle of happy pills if need be
ive been feeling very poetic lately... i dont know why... i mean ive been using this journal as a way to get out what i feel... and ya sometimes i hold back on what i wanna say well i dont know but i do... no cause for alarm here ppl... its usually stuff i just dont wanna talk about...
but anyways ya... like anywhere from 3-6 poems a night... thats getting insane...?
i dont know i think it is .. but its also fun and makes me feel some what better so
... jon said he wanted me to do his creative writing for him... i told him its not gonna happen... it was funny
mike talked to me today... he messaged me... oooh i was mad at him... for those of you who do have bets going... he lied to me... i know he did for a fact now... ya i was told by another liar that he lied to me... i guess im surrounded by liars... i only trust soo many ppl... and alot of those ppl have broken that trust... and wont get it back... i know they wont... they can try... and i will be nice about it... but they wont get it back...
on another note... my ribs are sore again... the damn things wont heal! i dont know why.. i havent done anything to them... except sleep on them... and if cam goes to punch me turn so he hits my side or back... that could be a problem but ooh well... james wants me to go to the doctor... told him i would as much as i hate doctors... i dont know why i hate them so... but i do... maybe its from another life or something... i dont know...
but... ya... long enough...
ta for now...