Aug 27, 2005 19:50
i pay my fucking dues.
i dont want to hear any fucking bitching or fucking moaning about it. if i leave a fucking bowl on the counter im gonna leave iit there tilol i got to the kitchen its not a fucking problem. but its becoming one.
everyone is yelling all the time.
arguing.
bitching/
the stress level is getting higher
and all i want to do is get cocked.
erik will call. i keep telling myself that,. i keep telling myself im not dying inside.
i think my friend likes me. i cant do anything about it. i hope noone notices it but me. i dont need that monkey on my back. i need it like a sore fucking thumb. like the oned i get at qwork.
in eed 300 dollars on the next 10 days.
likely. hah.
sarcasm.
ian called me a while back. hesdoing good for hisself and im glad. i miss him somnetimes. just the way he used to drive me nuts by doing things like watch me sleep.
caseys a coke head.
tiom is coming home in two days.
i miss my mom.
ive been having nightmares that my dad is trying to chase mea wawy. and im so fucking scared for my life.but whatever right? im just a fucking loser anyways,.
i love you ewrin.
ciao