Tonight wa swonderful.
Went downtonw for the first time in weeks.
It was great,
Not much else to be said.
Not quite sure what else I did.
But..uhh...it was fun.
mmhhmm.
:]

Today I went to the mall.
And I dropped an orange off the second story.
Because Jen gave it to me.
And that was all.
That was my whole st. patricks day.

And today is wonderful because it's friday and no matter how bad anything is, fridays automatically make everything better.
:D

Drank. Smoked. Drank. Puked. Woke up with bigger gauges in my ears this morning with no recollection of how I got them in. Megan lit her hair on fire, sort of, and on accident. This weekend is already half over. And right now just thinking about vodka is like..ugh..sdjfnsjdfnsjkdnfgsdfj. eewwwwww.

That aside, my friday was pretty nice.

No fair. ( Read more... )

But I hate cops. And no. I'm not trying to sound cliche. I have a reason. A pretty good one to.

Sunny one minute. Pouring the next.

What I want, more than anything, is to see her again.
And if you know who I'm talking about. Then you're wrong.

Just so you know, I can't get you off my mind. Why is it so difficult for me to give up on this? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why ( Read more... )

Ate to much. Got to much bad news. Watched to many movies with horrifically tragic endings. Dwelled to much on regrets. Focused to much on lies. Hoped to much about hopeless things. And felt to much for a girl whom I refuse to continue writing about ( Read more... )

Near the end.
But not quite close enough to taste.

I feel different today. Wierd. Maybe. Just different. Maybe I'm just looking for something to write about. It's march already. That seems wrong somehow. Well, maybe not wrong, perhaps incorrect. A mistake. A typo. What happened to february? Where did january go? It's march and nothing's green. It should be spring but nothing's changed. There's ( Read more... )

Ugh. So it's back to school as usual. Perhaps I enjoyed suspension a little to much. But...I really shouldn't say that. It's back to business as usual. The same old same old. School can be so bland. Don't you agree ( Read more... )