I've been so very busy! I remain as happy as a clam. Hurrah! I have a seeeeecret. Hee hee. I'll tell you some other time. ;) It is a big secret that will make you go "O_O!" I am cool a secretive. I love you all!

After a week in the mental hospital for taking a bottle of Aspirin with scotch, I'm home. I'm back to "normal". Hee. I think it was just extreme PMS. I'm happy to be home and am feeling like myself again. Hurray!

I don't know for sure if this is my last entry or not. I doubt it, but right now I feel like it is. Anyway, the past couple weeks have been really fucked up. I'm starting to wonder if I'm beginning to build a tolerance to my "medication" or something. I'm cutting again, and in excess. (SSH. I trust you guys to silence.) It sucks because now I have ( Read more... )

I don't want to put them in my mouth;

the little pills that taste like ash and broken dreams.

I don't want to swallow that poison,

but I'm forced to, it seems.

I don't want them to hit my stomach;

the little pills of dejection and of mind-control.

They swim up inside my brain,

they get into my soul.

Suddenly, I am under their thumb.
Suddenly, I am ( Read more... )

My uncle pulled me out of bed while I was sleeping and dragged me around town this morning. His car was like a little oven inside. I spent the rest of the day in my backyard, doing nothing. Tomorrow, I want to go to the valley to engage in a bit of witchery. Speaking of which/witch (hee), each time I consult my tarot about the GED test, it comes up ( Read more... )

Sometimes, when I go to take my medicine, I stand there for a good amount of time and just stare at the pills. I know what happens when I don't take them. I flip out. Things get real messy. I once forgot to take them and my therapist almost called the cops. She locked me in the room and called my mom to come up.

But still, I sometimes just stare at ( Read more... )

Please excuse the rant that was my previous entry.

I had math tonight, and am now home. I don't have many classes left until they are all over and I must take my pretest and then: THE TEST! [[ Audience gasps ]] The 8 hour moment of truth. I know. Long test. But I want to get it over with, you know what I mean, jellybean? So I will bear the eight ( Read more... )

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT! Why the hell does this always happen to me?! This is BULLSHIT!

I'm not very happy right now. I wasn't very happy yesterday, nor was I very happy the day before that, and the stream of my unfortunate lack of happiness continues even beyond that point. My mind is all messed up right now. I feel all knotted and twisted up inside, ( Read more... )

( Look at me! I am an LJ cut! )

I got back from math class not an hour ago. My dad actually wound up driving me. Strange, huh? He wasn't happy about it, though.

I love my math classes. There's some kind of fantastic feeling that goes along with choosing class instead of being forced to go there. It's great. I can't wait to get my GED and start up college. It'll be hard work of ( Read more... )