December 1, 2007

• “once was i made of glass/long ago/before i cracked/you made me do this/i just can’t forget the bood/the stitches/the bite marks/the kisses/the glass memories/reflecting back”- Milk of Regret-Otep

  I fucking love Otep, their new album kicks ass.

   

  Cutting cutting cutting. I stop, then I start again. I don’t think I’ll ever be fucking healthy. wtf. I have so many goddamn scars my fucking leg is riddled with them. The dull ache, the stinging in the shower, it all feels so good it scares me. And yes, I am a little bit of a masochist. To what extent I do not know.

  “wake up take your pills dear/i know this time of year ain’t right for you/…/put me on a plane/fly me to anywhere/with you”

   

  Sometimes I think my relationship with Mike is a bit unhealthy. I wait for him to call or text me, and when he does, I’m the happiest person in the world for a day. Just talking to him makes me happier. But I dont know if he returns the sentiment. wtf is wrong with me. I should just move on, shouldn’t I? Sometimes I think so, and then he calls.

   

  It’s still snowing. I hope the roads are better by Monday morning. I don’t need to be driving with idiots. I know how to drive in the snow and sleet and slippery roads, but surprisingly there’s a lot of people that don’t. We live in fuckin Minnesota, learn how to drive.

   

  Just chillin right now, drinking a glass of wine. What I wanna do is get drunk…but wine headaches fucking suck and so does tequila headaches, and that’s what I have….I’m not driving to the liquor store in this first winter storm….fuckin a.

   

  .:EDIT:.
  haha, it was so fuckin funny…on the news they were talking about how people were stocking up on milk and bread for the storm….like we’re gonna get fuckin 6 ft of snow and we’re gonna get snowed in our homes ….plus, they didn’t put shovels and salt on the list for essentials to have in the car for the winter emergency kit….

  • 8:23 pm
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