2002-06-16 - 12:49 p.m.

Yesterday was my birthday. Now I am officially an adult. I've been convinced since I was 14 that I would never live past 18. Honestly I don't want to. The perfect birthday present would be to die. How morbid is that? As it is Frank baked me a cake and I got the most beautiful orgasm ever for my birthday. That is it. I was kind of surprised my parents didn't get me anything. Oh well...

Frank and I spent the last week in Texas at my grandma's house. It was fun.

Oh and one more thing. There is a person that everytime I see seems to throw barely concealed insults towards me. Well one day I will just explode and tell that mother fucker off.

regrets - hopes

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