all over the map of my life theres alot to say. ALOT. theres scandalous playahs.. pfft. if you can call his lying ass that. theres my total shock at the human race. why do i still keep believing everyone is genuine? theres me.. victorious super sleuth getting to the bottom of it all. how long did you think you could pull it off? how long did you think you could send us the same shit? tell us the same things? use one journal to put out your thoughts to both of us before someone figured it out? im pretty smug that we were on to you all along. that you my dear, are a poor poor excuse for a liar. if youre gonna lie.. at least be good. be the BEST, be the goddamn McGyver of lies. not this. not this pathetic shit. personally i feel worse for the 19 year old selfesteemless other girl. because shes low enough to believe you when you tell another crazy lie.. like you dont know me.. or tell her im making it up.. that its all coincidence that we had the same poems in our mailboxes. you know. at last tally.. this puts gothboys in the negative two range. fuck you kris, feral, SilentAnkh, whatever character youre playing today. you have now learned... the life long lesson .. that the supergirl ALWAYS wins. * well now.. i didnt mean to let that much out.. last nights entry had many more fuck you's but that seemed a bit much.. it never made it out here. * ive been thinking alot. feeling alot. feelings that are good.. but real.. and scary..scary because they're real. nothings ever simple. but its simple in essence. which is what really matters. it all comes down to the simple concept of love. ive been reading Ordinary People again.. for more than the fourth time..the cover is taped on.. and theres alot of things underlined. The body never lies. * and just because. just because my mom sent me some old pictures. my mom has been cleaning out parts of our house that havent seen light since we got there back when i was in 5th grade.. so maureen's been reviving the past the last few weeks.. and came across a couple relics in a stack of pictures. that indeed is my sister at probably 5 years old? i cant tell im bad with ages. but that is definitely a peewee herman impersonator with her. bahahaha. classic. and this. this was my dog paddy. paddy was blind.. which was oddly enough unbeknownst to us for a long time.. we knew he was blind in one eye.. but i think eventually he couldnt see at all. he would run in circles all day .. literally non-stop. the dog could run. the dog also grew superhuman strength.. eventually there was no chain that could hold him.. and he was blindly running each time.. no fail.. to the fire station we took him to when he was a puppy to get shots. i guess he had superhuman smell to make up for no eyes. either way..eventually paddy had to be put to sleep because he was running away everyday .. blindly through the middle of town and traffic. we put him to sleep on my sisters birthday. she got a hamster. even though he was my dog. perfect sense right? hehe i suppose though... that posting a childhood photo of her with peewee herman makes up for that one.. we'll call it even. * its 3:30 now.. which means my dime has expired. my time limit is over. sleep has about won. but wait! did i mention theres Michael Jackson Colorforms in the mail with my name on them? awwww yeaaa. the world is good. |