never in my life... |
... have i been fucked over so bad. Well, maybe by my mom once or twice, but this still fucking blows. I told that man i loved him, spent every fucking hour of every day thinking about him. Everyone t... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 05:44:00 PST |
yuck... love... |
if it is, den what da hell is my problem? go wid da flow. amor, salud, y dinero, y tiempo para gosarlo Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 04:36:00 PST |
i have some fuckin luck. |
every guy i get with is either a druggie, a drunk, a liar, a criminal, a cheater, or some nasty combination of them all. WHERE ARE THE GOOD GUYS? Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 05:56:00 PST |
this one might be good... |
well, it would have been 3 months with mike 2day, if he hadn't broke up w/ me. but he did, on the 7th of july. shit, i thought we had something good, but i guess not. i was kinda upset 4 a lil while, ... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 10:09:00 PST |
finally, i'm a little less confused!! |
Ok, check it out. I know I've been very shallow when it comes to relationships and shit lately. I was kind of just jumping around and living for today... but when you live for today, you get what is t... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:42:00 PST |
is it love? |
So, just about everybody I know, knows who I like... who I think I might love... right? Probably. But here's something new: I'm starting to think that somebody I've known for almost two years now... w... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 01:11:00 PST |
ohh jeez... |
Well, the title sums it up. I don't know... I've been having a very weird week. The unexpected keeps happening over and over again... ohh jeez. Not that I regret anything... never ever ever. I regret ... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 12:14:00 PST |
~pain~ |
Pain erupts deep in my chest. My first thought is heart attack; I know better. My second is heartbreak, and I wish it weren't so. A part of me is gone, and that void cannot be filled. It leaves me num... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 02:36:00 PST |
Telephone Conversation |
"Absolutely not!" Ma cried.
To this day, I know not exactly what Dick Harrison suggested to make Ma exclaim is such a way that she was hoarse for... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 10:11:00 PST |
Marty |
You know that in your sixth grade class, the one who always wants to scrap? The one who always had scabby elbows and dirty hands? Well, that was Marty. He was the boy who the ... Posted by [$][T][3][P][4] {is DELETING this myspace} on Mon, 21 Aug 2006 11:37:00 PST |