i'm getting NO sleep. ha. insomnia sucks even worse when you work midnight to 8 most nights.
my two year anni with my boyfriend is coming up and i'm planning on getting him a nice gift and writing a nice card. i may or may not be secretly hoping for flowers.
i don't see why people who are dying have to go to the doctor. you're dying.... once nanny dies i can pretty much kiss my rides home from work from my aunt good bye, but on the plus side, i can tell the rest of my blood relatives to kiss my a**.
i'm completely in love with my boyfriend and i realize it a little more each day and it makes me almost cry. he's so good to me. i want to be good enough for him.
Hail Satan.
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i forgot this thing ever existed.. nothing but really old crappy poems in it? that'll have to change!
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