It's kinda funny to read back over this thing and realize what a FUCKING PSYCHOPATH I was...

But, it's also kinda cool to read the entries tied to good memories. 

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Talking to you is like being stabbed in the face, and i must love it because I do it over, and over, and over...

i miss her a whole lot, but it's sad because i'll never get another chance with her. but oh well... i guess i'll just whine and be emo  about it.

For those of you who don't know, I got the internet taken from me. So I can't update much anymore. But I will when I can. Yeeeep.

Okay, So. I've got my computer back, so that's all good.  And it's working much better. Obviously. It better be, considering the fact I lost all my pictures. Growl.  Anyhow... I've started to make a new shirt. I need a pink paint to finish it though. & also, I need safetypins and ribbon. I'm making it look like a corset. w00t.  How cool, aye? Anyhow. I have nothing more to say right now.  Except... The L Word is hot.  And yeah. I have to go walk my dog now. Peaceee.