Fuck being a dreamer man. No perfect man is coming to find me. No knight in shinning armor. I'm gonna send Ty his fucking necklace back. Closing up that chapter. I can't wait to fucking end that whole series of mistakes. Final date is Monday, I'm gonna get my tattoo done and I will be happy.



I am furious, I am ragefull, I am broke. I need to go to work and make a shit load of fucking money. I need something to make me fucking happy, and it sure as hell ain't gonna be no man, cause all they ever do is piss me the fuck off. So money is the best substitute. And cigarettes. Fuck wrinkles. Yo can suck it. I'll quit one day when I start seeing them. Even if by then it will be too late. I do need to figure out how the fuck to make money tho. Maybe Suicide Girls. Maybe I'll talk to Veronica about how to get into modeling. But I can't do that shit till I get my boob job, I mean seriously. Grrrrrrr. Grrrrrrr. Grrrrrrrrr!!!