The shit you hear about me may be true, but then again...it may be as fake as the dumb bitch who told you.
Don't fuck with my family or friends.
Don't let me hear you run your mouth about them either because I'll make sure no one hears your ugly ass speak again after that. ;)
I love my family.
I love my friends.
I love my doggy.
I like to brush my teeth until my gums bleed.
You know what else I like? SLEEEP!
I probably have a brain tumor and don't know it.
I hate pedistrians; especially ones with baby strollers.
Don't tempt me mommy dearest.
I typed this at 5am in the morning.
Love,
Me
Volc0miz3d
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Likes 80s movies/tunes, beach days, bein' impressed (i don't get impressed easily), kim kardashian, clothes, alcohol, family, comedy, laughing, outings, nature, volcom, dinner with good company, bars, rain, pain killers, nicole richie, organization, margaret cho, text messages, marine life, family guy, pictures, pets, pizza hut, aaliyah, reactions, reading, rob & big, clubs, stunna shades, my ipod, photography, christina aguilera, aim (messenger), friends, staying busy, more alcohol, talking, sushi, taco bell, vacations, food in general...etc
DisLikes too much to list. hah
I apologize in advance if I have let you down.
I'm not made of steel.
I am human.
I'm not superman.
I can only do so much.
...so before you go on judging or casting your doubts about my loyalty as a friend..ask yourself why you're in the situation. It is you that put yourself in that rut and it is you that will get yourself out.
I would like to go "home" too. I am tired of life. It's too messy. It will never be clean. No matter what, I have never been able to live it the way that I should have. If I had only been more careful, thoughtful, smarter, shrewder, cautious, selective...if I didn't always throw myself into experience, toss the elements of my life like a salad, just to see what it would taste like. I have never lived up to my potential, and my attempts to do so will never measure up to my expectations and the fact that I have measured what is good and acceptable is stupid and set up to make sure that no matter what I do, I feel like a failure. It doesn't make me sad. It just makes me tired and want to go to sleep. Of course, anyone would look at my life and say that I have no reason to complain, that I have done worthwhile things and have helped people so much, and I feel guilt that I am not more gracious about what I have been given. But people look to me for answers, and I try to give them, but honestly, I don't know anything. The answers are as much truth as I have to give, but that truth never helped me at all. If it helps someone else, then I am glad for that.
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