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.
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
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
oh, and i bought a pink, "realistic look" vibrator. my other one died a while back.
i had nothing better to do @5:27 PM
the weather is bad. i slid while in drive, backwards into something, because of my viewpoint and that i was tightly belted in i have no idea what i hit. nothing that bled and that was all i cared about as i drove off. i bought some red patent boots and a red skirt and top for work. i really want to make a wonderwoman outfit now that i have the red boots.
my two days back to work i've done well, so im catching up on the spending sprees i went on while visiting my family. i talked to randall, too. i hate that he lingers in my heart and i try to talk myself away from him. i miss him, but it has to be some trick my mind is playing; there has to be someone else. wanting what you cant have sucks.
i want to be happy. and these stupid things that seem to be in my way cant possibly be my actual obstacles towards it; it's me.
on new year's i worked. drank, got chinese to prepare for more drinking, went to a fetish fashion ball which was ok and then went to a local bar to finish the night off. im glad i made no resolutions, within the first three days of 2005, i have broken anything that i'd have made. this is a dark place. the whole city mourns a time much better than the poverty it now sees.
i had nothing better to do @5:14 PM
