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My boyfriend. My friends. My music. Poetry. My family. Eating chocolate. Life. Cats. Computers. Thunderstorms. Being myself.Sex.
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Liars. Cheaters. Stupid people. Working for Wal-Mart. Posers. Brittney Spears. Hilary Duff.People who call themselves your "friends" when they are not.Traffic.
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The Diary
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Full of crap Alot as changed over the past few weeks. No more storms, friends on edge and work sucking ass like always. I'm finding it hard to explain things right now. My mind is gone, my back is killing me and I'm on a emotional rollercoster for days now. I realize pain is part of life, but it's harder to handle when it all comes at once and you have no where to run. I'm tired of running to be honest with you. I have no choice but to take everything at once and ride it out on the razor blade edge. If I get cut, I'll bleed and if I bruise I'll be sore. It's all how things are going to go. How things are going to turn out at the end. Hell, it will determine where I'll up being at the end as well. Will I be in a city again or will I be on the road seeing the world. Who knows!
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