I HOPE YOU CHOKE AND DIE.

I feel dead ( Read more... )

I keep forgetting about this thing ( Read more... )

So it's been a while I guess.

There's not much going on in my lovely, deppressing little world.

Another production. And I've got one of the leads. Delicious.

Oh woe is me.

But.

He is at supper.

Hmm.

I'm alive, fear not even though you proborly haven't.

I'm in production. I feel joy for the first time since summer.

There's not much to say unless you want me to go into a deep heartfelt entry about how much I hate myself.

And yeah.

Smile, though your heart is aching ( Read more... )

Well then.

School's drag, we all knew that.
Life's pretty damn good.
Passed my Algebra test with a 76.
And him <3.

It feels like a sin to be this happy.
And for the longest time, feel like I'm a real person again.

I'd rather die in love
Than die numb.

Or as he would say....

I could be the one to die to feel you breathe....

Goodnight

So sue me. I was wrong. We kicked Tech's ass 22-0. Go Bucs ( Read more... )

Well, wasn't today lovley and filled with sparkles and flowers?

Sure. And I'm my own grandpa.

o__O

Pep Rally=embarrising, stupid and peppy.

We go against Tech tommorow and our asses are going to get beat by Tech as usual. Wicked.

So this basically has summed up the past few days-

Brown-eyed boy.
Blue-eyed girl.

The end.

So yes, I've always had a live journal but never used it. I'm putting off Bio homework currently. Not too cool since I do have it first period and tommorow is SYATP ( Read more... )