he is the lamb she is the slaughter
2006-06-11 - 2:46 p.m.
I think the party went well. There was a decent turnout. I drank myself into oblivion. I fell asleep vomitting and woke up vomitting. Delightful, no? I woke up to find larry passed out on my couch, ha I don't even remember him being there. Whatever.
Living alone is sad.I just sit and stare at the walls and cry.I can't stop crying. At least I can cry as loud as I want.
Gypsy is rubbing all over my jeans.Cutie.
I want to make out with someone. Lips and tongues and hands.
I'm feeling more suicidal by the minute.
regrets - hopes