* ever so sweet *
i just found a friend . . . in one of your lies, to treat me so nice.
the telephone needs to ring.
2003-12-08 : 3:14 p.m.
so much time. / so little to do.
strike that, reverse it . . .


it's never been harder to fall..

yeah yeah yeah.

anyway.

i haven't been up to much lately. no. not much. i felt like shit all yesterday, from waking up to... well actually around 11 or whatever i was at josh's and he gave me some o' his mom's pumpkin roll thing she sent him.. and it cured me.

so then i felt fine.

but then i couldn't sleep. until around 5 this morning. grr. no joke. i actually went to bed at like 2 and layed there for an hour and a half then gave up and got up.

boo on that. psht.

so now i'm just chillin'. i have no make up on, but i'm cool with that. for once. it's wierd. anyway. i'm sure everyone cares oh so much about all THAT. so moving on.

umm..

or not.

eddie.. i tried calling you but i can't now for some reason. the damned phone service won't let me call cell phones. boo. hmm...

i got nuthin'. miss you cats muchly though. i really don't see enough of you any more.

i'm wasting away though, in case it makes you feel any better. all i do is sit here. all day. at night.. i'm a-ok.. but during the day...

i may as well just not exist.

i hate everything, including myself, during the day.

things are just so ugly right now.

past. : present. : future.