( I guess I will steal this survey from Steffernie! )

Well... I really don't wish it was August. I've got some shit to figure out before then, and I won't be able to work on it until the end of this week. A lot of crazy things are going on right now. I finally know why I have so much back, neck, and other bodily pain. I almost wish I didn't know, but then again, if I didn't find out until later my ( Read more... )

I have to get high to be around him and/or get some sleep. I can't pretend I'm not hurt when I'm straight. He broke my heart, and I'm not sure whether he understands that. It's hard to say we can go back to the way things were. The romance is dying because of all this. He can't admit he over reacted.

So, we almost broke up tonight, last night(4 am) because he was being drunk and stupid. And while it was all his fault and him playing little mind games, and I told myself that I wasn't going to put up with his shit, and that I didn't need to hear any of it, I ended up going back to his house 2 hours later to apologize and basically beg him to take ( Read more... )

So, we were discussing me being a heartbreaker. So Ray, I talked to him in the time between the last post and now. I asked him if he wanted to be with me and he says he does, but he doesn't think it would work out because he's too stubborn. Those are his words. That's it to that ( Read more... )

Insomnia sucks.

Got a shrimp today. I realize now that I know nothing on taking care of them. I assume they eat poop and left over fish food.

Also, I hate men. No particular reason for today. Just a random thought. I hate a lot of things these days.

Fucked him. Loved it. Still don't feel bad.

I almost fucked my ex's best friend last night. And I don't regret it. Wtf?

( Stole from Steffie )

So, the night before last I had a dream the Colts won the superbowl. And they did. I also dreamed about doing laundry, which I did the day before, and then Sam did laundry yesterday. All fine. But in the same dream I died from the ghost from The Grudge. Don't know why, but I hope there isn't a pattern. Weird.