my living situation is increasingly awkward. i keep wanting to kiss him. but i can't. for many reasons that would be a very poor decision. i love him. but he doesn't love me back. i care how he's doing. he could care less.
why would you bring that kinda shit to the house. you know i'm in treatment and i don't want to go to you fuckin lame ass cousin's house to sit around and watch everyone else get fucked up. i thought you cared enough to not subject me to that stuff. some friend. hope you aren't following in riley's (big or little) footsteps.
i got a new car!! YAY! 1990 ford escort gt. black. ..2doors and it's a manual.. i'm the only one in the free world that doesn't know how to drive a stick. i suck. other than that.. GRAVY TRAIN!!!! IS TOMORROW!! and then on wednesday CHIMAIRA and ARCH ENEMY! woot!
i never know what to write in this fucking thing. it's a waste of space. meh. i have pink hair now. and i just bought the new in flames cd. it makes me cream my jeans