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[13 Nov 2005|01:35pm] |
oh yeah my new lj is yestosex.
I'm done with this chapter.
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[15 Sep 2005|08:46pm] |
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I've been drunk out of my ass 7 days already, out of this whole month. It seems that I may have a problem.
In most of those days there were fights. Maybe all of them for the matter.
I got flowers yesterday. He tries.
I love you.
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[13 Sep 2005|02:19am] |
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When death is present..when you are afraid, that is when all of a sudden "god" comes out of your lips, when you beg, when you hope..hope for him to be merciful and spare you your life..this time. When you happen to say sorry more than once for forgetting about him..and when you realize..why should he spare my life?
Shit.
I thought for sure I wasn't going to make it on Saturday. I was driving in the middle of that fucking tornado. Lighting was striking all around me, I couldn't see where I was going. That was some crazy shit. I felt so small, so vulnerable. A little doll in a little toy car. I did make it. I was god the day before in this game there..I tossed little people around, drowned one that didn't believe in me..I thought he deserved to die, who the fuck did he think he was to question me?..ironic.
This whole weekend I was pretty much drunk, so I can't really say what happend.
Today I'm going to happy hour..in honor of me. Thats pretty damn cool. It's my last week training in Coconut Grove, so we are all going to Monty's and have some drinks. I shall get fucked up and have a blast. I really do need to stop intaking all these substances, I know it's fucking me up..but damn..It's so hard staying sober for too long.
Anyways theres this party on Saturday..OPEN BAR..so yeah. I can't really avoid it.
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[09 Sep 2005|10:47pm] |
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Why is it when I'm drunk, I say everything? I guess I don't care..it's easier to say. I always start some shit.
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[08 Sep 2005|08:14am] |
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Friday a group of us went to QuenchFlavour. All I can say..I liked the dancing and the liquor, and saw someone I wouldn't expect. The rest of the night went to shit..and Steve slept over.
On Saturday things looked up. Steve and I went to Rancho Luna, got our oil change for our cars, stopped by dolphin to buy me an awesome game, went to my aunt's, and got back home--and I really liked this part ;-)--
The weekend was a great blur after saturday..don't remember much.
Tuesday my english class was canceled. My teacher had open heart surgery. This fucking campus is frustrating me. And so what did I do? I went with these chicks to da Depot buy me some supplies. Saw this guy George, that was cool, life always somehow makes us cross paths. Then of coarse we had to hit Starbucks.
Wednesday...oh what a day. I really don't know what to make of it..just bittersweet. This day was so hard and painful, not just for me, obviously. I'm glad everything, or most of it did get out in the open, because it has been building up. I love you so much...and thats not going to change anytime soon.
Later on things soothed. We went into the construction site again..just being foolish. We stole a spray can..tagged stuff around. That shit is addicting!! I was glad he stayed. I love you.
Who knows what the future holds for us..we're thinking maybe an apartment.
( Take a look-see )
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[28 Aug 2005|03:16pm] |
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I can't STAND my parents, but thats nothing new. It's getting worse, and really climaxing now.
I'm seriously thinking about moving out.
I'm so tired. I went to Steve's yesterday. Fun as always.
I spoke to my cousin yesterday. Shes awesome..I want to thank her personally for helping me out through shit.
And thank you babe for being there for me all the time, any time. You are my confidant, my best friend, my partner in crime, my love. THANK YOU.
I've been keeping to myself..
I'm just doing my own thing and going where ever life takes me. New people have come into my life unexpectically, and thats nice.
I try to keep in touch with some people now and then..it's just hard when I have such a busy schedule, and when I get caught up in things. But I eventually do.(Of coarse I miss you Lily. You fool.)
I'm happy. I'm not gonna let anything kill my happiness.
To hell with it all, I couldn't give three fucks..I'm too happy to waste my time on worthless arguments and stupid shit.
FIGHT THE POWER!
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