Friday, December 5, 2003

scream it untill you're coughing up blood..

s0o yeah.. my cheeks are the size of grapefruits.. =( fuck it.. Me and my mama went to the mall today, and did a little x-mas shopping, i got me my mine pea coat, it's tons cuter then the one i wanted, and a sweater and a long sleeve shirt.. Then we ate at P.F Changs, good chinese... Then today i have nothing planned possibly go get a pedicure to cheer myself up..

Lisa I'm always here for you.. Call me tonight if u wanna have a girls night out, just chillin though nothing big, due to that i look like a chipmonk and i'm all drugged up.. I miss ya.

Thursday, December 4, 2003

you fondle my trigger then blame my gun.

yeah, So i've thrown up 4 times now and counting.. i feel horrible.. i feel like crying every second i'm awake, This viacodin is kicking my ass.. and i can't hold anything down in my stomach for less then 5 mins.. my bodies aching to the bone and i have the shakes from not eating.. I've never felt this horrible in my life...someone please save me from this...i just want to fall asleep and wake up feeling brandnew.. or just not wake up at all....

Wednesday, December 3, 2003

Touching you.. touching Me...

aHhh.. well today was good.. Andrew came and visited me and we went n ran some errons.. Got Lisa her X-mas present.. o0o'yes.. hahaha.. Then we ate at Steak n Shake.. finally got my milk shake and big choco. Cookie.. =) then we came back here and watched Valley Girl..Classic.. Then i went over to my daddys to eat dinner... And now i'm here.. about to write my philpsophy paper.. rock...

It's so fucking odd..  someone calls you and tells you they had sex with someone else.. about a month ago and this past monday.. then When you tell them about something..there like that still hurts.. lol.. what the fuck? your fucking around and you hear about me.. and it hurts? lol.. Fuck you.. you have some nerve...i find it fucking hilarious...thanks for the laugh Bobby..

Today was a good Day.. =)

Tuesday, December 2, 2003

c'mon motherfucker c'mon...

HOLY FUCK MY MAMA FOUND ME MY PEACOAT!!!!!!!

whatever the fuck ever....

ahh.. well today has been wonderful i haven't done shit!.. hahahahaha... I have yet to find my fucking peacoat.. goddamn it. Tomorrow.. once again.. i will do nothing.. But Andrew is supposely going to come visit me.. Will see if it really happens.. Then Fucking Thursday.. getting my wisdom teeth pulled..eeckk... Whats funny is i have my Philosophy exam that evening and it just so happens to be an Oral Exam..  not sure how i'm going to go about doing that... I'll improvise.sp? this post sucks.. it's boring and i have nothing interesting to say...

Monday, December 1, 2003

You Are Beautiful....

ahh.. well today was uneventful.. besides gettin white ribbon for a belt.. and getting photo's developed and then this little kid staring at me in Johann Fabics,.. Either it.. was my peircings.. or the fact that i looked like a rockabilly today.. and i bought at book at Borders.. "the Fuck up" o'yes..Anywho..potato pancakes for dinner then me n lisa need sugar in our veins...

P.S.. I love how my dollhouse jeans say "You are Beautiful" on the inside..

Hopelessly Addicted...

..after going to bed alittle after 8.. and it bing 9:30 right now i think i'm well rested, and even after all that sleep i'll probably take a nap to..

but i was thinking this morning.. It's so funny how  You talk to someone everyday, you see them practically everyday of your 2 years of knowing each other, and then they tell you to Fuck off, and never talk to them again.. And in which process you do.. But you can't help to think, are they thinking about you.. Do they really want things this way.. It hurts.. And you don't want to give in and write them an e-mail, IM them, Or call them..But when they do make knowledge of you, i.e sending you a IM, you get this spark of hope, Even if nothing comes of it, just friends ya know.. I know there's nothing left there..But They were your best friend..And now you have nothing....I had a dream about you last time, you two year person, you know who u are if u ever do read this.. But i fucking hate it..that dream, and the shit thats going on, It's better this way, i've relized that now.. The wounds are healing, and my heart is mending on it's own..It's time to fucking move on, as i see you have..I'm so over it..

Enough blabing...haha..I'm sicken to the bone, and my body aches, and pumpkin pie is screaming my name...rock...