So, I have come to this conclusion:

Every time I have sex, for the rest of my life, I am going to bleed for at least a day, as much as I would as if I were on a very short period.

Rad.

(Worth it)

Last week, Jeremy was sick for 3 days. I spent all day trying to take care of him because I was worried, and all night too, because he said he didn't want me to go. Now -I- am sick, and he hasn't even called to see how I'm feeling ( Read more... )

Woohoo. I'm sick as shit.

New undies!!! Something about buying new bras and panties just makes me -ridiculously- happy, especially when I think they're sexy- and these are sexy. They make me want to run around without my outer clothing on. Also, for the first time ever, I have bought myself a trash can. The one that was in here before was hideous. This one actually matches ( Read more... )

Mum and I ran around looking at cars today. That intrepid Jeremy and I saw yesterday is WAY out of the picture. Mum and I looked at one that was a year older, but in 500 times better condition. That one is WAY at the back of my mind, though. We also looked at an uber cheap Sunfire (pontiac) at the Toth dealership; it's a possibility, but I don't ( Read more... )

It's been an amazing 9 months.

I feel like shit. I hate myself, and I hate my life. I honestly feel like no one gives a fuck any more. Even things with Jeremy feel different. I just want to fucking die, and I don't care who knows. NOTHING IS OKAY.

1. Do you still talk to the person you had your first kiss with ( Read more... )

YOU CAN ONLY TYPE ONE WORD!!! NO EXPLANATIONS ( Read more... )

I haven't felt -this- unattractive in ages. I sort of just want to lay down and sleep until the world ends. Even my boyfriend seems uninterested in me. All he wants to do is smoke pot, it seems like, and then fall asleep afterwards- which would be fine, if he hadn't done it 3 nights in a row now. I hate it. I hate MYSELF. I wish I were never born.