I haven't written a journal in a long time but I think I should because there's a lot that's killing me right now.

but someone was yelling at me yesterday and made me cry because I'm a shallow bitch that enjoys talking about herself far too much. So I don't think this journal will be helpful.

I'd like to let you know that I have this sick feeling in my stomach that I got once when I was 12 and bought a book from the airport that had sexual themes -___-

I think Meris would call it 'the ickies'. It has something to do with Peewee Herman and Melissa Scott's butt crack. or something.

ahhhhh, I need Aly. I need person to person interaction, the internet sucks major ass. But person to person with people I actually like.  People I'm comfortable with. LIKE ALY. AND MERIS. AND not eugene because he makes me cry. but that's pretty much it.

Maybe Meris would not sympathize with me. But hopefully Aly will because I need her.



Oh, also I'm too fucking good at making people like me. That sounds conceited, but someone teach me how to not care about disappointing people.