pull my finger

let's get right to the point

im 25, decent looking, creative, and nice. ive got a hell of a temper and every now and then start fights with complete strangers. just recently a semi truck ran me off the road after pushing me across three lanes of traffic, pulled in front of me then braked for flicking him off. but HE started it! he was swerving across two lanes trying to fit the lid on a big gulp.

im a butt load of fun, though.

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i hate racism. i hate domestic violence. i hate rape. i hate hurting other people's feelings. i hate violation of rights and happiness. i hate war.

i love God. i love my family. i love my friends. i love kindness. i love happiness. i love laughing. i love kitties.

today i'm The current mood of melida at www.imood.com

Friday, June 18, 2004
im so sick of these allergies!! i was blowing snot bubbles all day yesterday
i had nothing better to do @11:15 AM


Thursday, June 10, 2004

ive been reading a ton lateley which i love. i got burned out on books because of college but im just now realizing again what brain candy some books are. its better than tv even because you dont need cable and something good is always on. here's my list that ive gone through so far this summer:

The Annunciation of Francesca Dunn Dharma Punx Ask Me Anything Everyone’s Burning Love is the Drug I’d Rather Laugh Pink Slip Party
i had nothing better to do @6:20 PM


Wednesday, June 09, 2004

im so tired of this guy accusing me of cheating on him all the time. even when i tell him the truth he says he doesnt believe me so whats the point? i cant even have allergies without him saying, what was that? i heard you do a line! just because he's a fucking addict doesnt mean i am. moron.

i wanna be your drug. i want to keep you up at night- your heart racing in the morning you are hung over from me your wallet is emptied from attempts to get even more of me i wanna be your drug i want to be your addiction your days spent in pursuit of me lying in bed spent, you've given yourself to me once more i wanna be your drug i want to be that secret in your pocket hidden from everyone else so you don’t have to share im no such thing to you im the burden you drag around and occasionally escape from im the chore im the obligation so im setting you free im setting myself free you from me and me from my drug i could never afford you i could never get enough of you you destroyed me i spent my nights awake wanting more and my days planning how to get you you never really got the taste for me but i was hooked too quickly on you it's time to wean myself from you and so this is the last of me for you
i had nothing better to do @2:48 PM