They say time heals all wounds... and by "they" I mean anybody who's the optimistic type. I'm writing here once again because I feel as though I have a new life. I look back at all my old memories & past events and am amazed at how things changed for me. I could not stress to you how much I've changed so far... I'm fucking ALIVE, I'm here right ( Read more... )

I can't truly say that all is well for me at this point, but I guess I can say that I'm a whole lot better off then I was about six, seven, eight months ago. It has really been one hell of a year for me, I mean it really fucking has. I'm warn & drained but I'm still alive. Dealing with my mother's passing was not easy and I'm not saying I've ( Read more... )

So Friday I go to court to ask the judge for an extention on my community service from a ticket I got a last year . . .and, instead of giving it to me or making me pay a fine the bitch decides to send me to jail for five days!!!! What the fuck ( Read more... )

I guess. . . little by little, "Life" is some what improving. Life can never be the same for me. . . but it doesn't have to stay this way any longer. It's hard for people to understand what I'm going through ... atleast most do. If it happened to you, how would you react? Everyone is different, so the aftermath or result of "Death" varies. I ( Read more... )

So I guess I should start somewhere. . .although I don't think I could find a suitable place to begin. I think it's just that I don't want people to say things like ". . .Dude, I'm so sorry for your lose" or something else cliche, I've just never been good with taking compliments or apologies so please . . .just don't even try. I've been floating ( Read more... )

The coolest thing about being drunk: Everything!!! ... but not remembering isn't. I makeout with random girls way toooooo much. I guess its not a bad thing at all though, I have fun.
I think I pisssed some dudes off last night though, hey, them bitch's shouldn't trip. I didn't force them. Hahaha. I need a job.. can anyone help with that?

This week has been weird as HELL. My body is back firing on me.
Prozac withdrawls make me all spaced out and my emotions are all over the radar.
I haven't been to school since last Wednesday. . .
have I lost motivation for school so soon? I really don't know what's goin on with me.

On a restroom floor
her bodies burning,
but cool against the white tile.
Oh, she's felling hot.
Oh, she's feeling lost.

Once I'm dead and buried
I'll come back and haunt
the back-woods of your soul.

. . . so does your life seem pretty lame? Well, fuck you cuz it ain't as lame as mine.