i'm my own worst enemy it seems
fer i’m responsible fer my own life. everything is so on & off. tick tock. day by day, it’s how it goes. sweat like mad, shake & roll. i feel like i’m the only one who isn’t content at this point in time. it’s a fairly lonely yet overly welcoming place to be. solitary confinement continues.
i've got MAD female boner fer you like no other
1.) yer out of my league completely 2.) i think yer taken 3.) yer a rockstar - i’m a christina. no chance. boo.
suddenly it seems like these people are crawling...
its weird how the universe works. i’m not ready but I am.
oh honey, i'm scared !
i'm going to barph.
my life has spun out of control & I need to just accept it. deal with it. stop being scared of the fact that I can’t deal with my emotions. it’s really quite enough. it’s been a year & 5 days. it’s really quite enough.
why can’t people mind their own business? or not take things so deeply personal when it has nothing to do with them.
humid & such
things have been groovy. i’m going downtown to see some very lucky people & make good with others. tons of personal shit to sort through today. knates back in town & i’m going to wet myself. IM ON A HUNT FER HIM.