So I'm grounded... I'm really fucking grounded, I've never been grounded before. It's really for no reason at all too. My mom just holds grudges, oh man does she hold grudges. I just don't know what I'm going to do. Well, I guess I could continue what I have been doing, fucking guys that come to visit me ( Read more... )

I won't eat. I won't fucking sleep... for now.

Fuck all of this. He makes me feel so beautiful then he makes me feel like shit, and not good enough because he plays these fucking games. Hard to get? Let's wait it out? Fuck you... please? Love me and I promise you'll feel bones.

I had such a horrible week last week, I was bed ridden for 5 days with a 105 fever. I hate to get shots, an IV, blood taken, etc. Now I'm on medicine that's giving me hives on my legs. At first, I kept throwing the pills up so I wasn't getting better. I couldn't get the anti-nausea stuff because of other complications ( Read more... )

My pickup line is:
What's your sign?
what's your pickup line?
| mewing.net. hey, baby.

I've never taken a quiz so true... hahaha.

I've decided most of this is going to be friends only. Leave a comment and add me to your list and I'll probably add you.

mmm.

I still have no idea what this journal is going to be for... It could be for my pathetic excuse for prose, or my "goals," it could even be for what I do over the day. I find it amusing, how the way someone writes is the way they fit into society. Hah. I'll be everything. I won't lie in this one.

Testing...