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Friday. 7.9.04 12:49 pm
I have been so friekin' busy, haven't had time to talk. Been on vaca to. Well, can't think of anything to say so... Yea...
we all make mistakes
Thursday. 7.1.04 11:26 pm
mood: fucked uplistening to: Los Lonely Boys- How Far is Heaven?
But this time, I messed up bad. God, I'm a fucked up bitchin' ass hole. Another thing that doesn't make my life perfect. I cussed Taylor out, for no apparent reason, except the fact that I've had cramps and been in a crappy mood, at all. And then... He's pissed. Our convo w/his insulting me and asking my why, the Hell?, me about to cry sayin I don't fuckin' know, and sayin' I'm sucha GodDamned idiot, him sayin' 'Don't say that,' alot, and him asking, 'WHY?' agian. How could I have done this? He's freekin the sweetest guy I've met. I don't feel like typing. God I'm an idiot, my fingers are shaking so bad from being about to cry I can't type. Just, how could I have done this?
Go here for a pic of him and me at our banquet: http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v345/immaturereality/?action=view¤t=me_and_taylor_b.jpg
OMG! THE REASON BY HOOBASTANK IS ON AND IT'S FREEKIN REMINDING ME!
Thursday. 7.1.04 8:45 pm
listening to: Ashlee Simpson- Pieces of Me
They're fighting agian. I guess this is one of the things that makes my life not totally and completely perfect. My parents are always fighting. Sometimes, I just wish they would get a divorce allready. I know it's coming.
I remember once when I w/about five, my mom actually threatened. And you know w/the gay fight w/about?
A stupid BK burger. A hamburger.
My mom threatened to divorce over a burger.
When I asked my mom to watch me do something, she said no and walked out of the room. And I sat there, petting my cat. And I felt totaly at ease w/the world. Like, everything w/perfect agian, even if it w/only for a few seconds. Every thing was...
i need to do something
Thursday. 7.1.04 11:20 am
Wednesday. 6.30.04 11:38 pm
mood: about to cry
listening to: How Far is Heaven- Group Unknown
OMG! I don't care how pissed I am at him, Taylor is still like a bro to me, and he's moving tomorrow. I love him like a bro. I don't like him anymore, I love him, but not like that. I think this is the first time I have felt like this, and he's moving tomorrow. Moving. To Oklahoma. I'm about to cry. Don't feel like talking. Sorry. Buhbye
am i delusional?
Wednesday. 6.30.04 9:38 pm
listening to: Kevin Lyttle- Turn Me On
watching: the funny lil blob tehe
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