demolition man/i think the world just may be out to get me.
so.
i.i'm not going to stop writing in here no matter what, though i may make it friends only. comment to be added & i'll consider adding you, once the change is made (assuming it is).
ii.even if i decide against that, i'll be making my emotional/destructive/life-altering entries friends-only. if you want a piece of the action, you might be able to get it.
unrelated:
i.we got a hard-wood floor in my living room, two days ago.
ii.i have already managed to slip on afforementioned floor, leaving me with a huge bruise on my knee, very hurt elbows, & yet further trauma to my back. fuck.
iii.friday night was killer.
iv.i'll bet you've never baked a car.
v.ever-worried about bob. sighhh...
vi.i've given up on getting a car. long story short: omar pissed me off, in a rage i gave up on the one material thing i give a fuck about: driving/cars. now i can't go back on my word...i hate it when i screw myself.
vii.i took another i.q. test...kiss my 158, motherfuckers!
viii.i am SO pissed at omar right now.
ix.i was considering suicide...
x...tonight.
GOD, I AM GOING TO FUCKING CRY.