i miss savannah. we're conditioned to not make mistakes, but i can't live that way. all i want is ______________. i love the pink. 3's the magic number. they make me feel, make me feel o-tay! transamerica is a wonderful feelm. i'm adding it to my amazon wishlist. the guy in it is so effing hott! just breathe. i got the new dixie chicks cd for my birthday. i am so proud to be supporting their voices. i also got other stuff. just so you know that i'm loved. kiss the rain. i used to think billie myers was a boy. i don't like being called a ___. it creeps me. maybe i have a ______ ________ problem. disfucktion. i need to brush my teeth. we're under the same sky. that's so deep.

budha-budah

we have a neighbor lady who's supposedly dying. so she takes up two parking spaces. logical, huh? well, right now she has guests, and when we just got home her fucking guests were parked in my parking spot. fucking pisses me way the fuck off!

i know, i know.... there are so many other things happening in the world that i could and should spend the energy on. but, you know.... it's the little things that make the world so fucking interesting.

only 3 days of school left! i am looking forward to summer more than chocolate.

except i do have those rules that'll make me more fashionable.

phil's weird.

assex

i'm not saying i regret my time with jamie, but i don't.

i wonder what it would be like to be completely honest with myself and those around me.

i'm tired, and it feels good to say it, but i'm not completely sure why. perhaps, so the discomfort is acknowledged. i, i, i.... maybe we'll never know how free it could be to be completely honest with one's self because there's so much shit to sort through that we don't know what's real and what's motherfucking fake.

i loathe the external me. i love the potential me. but i am numb. i don't know how to exterminate the external me without causing damage to the potential me.

i feel a slight pull toward annoyance when the word 'we' comes up. i think a lot of people utter the word just to prove to the world that they're lovable just because they're loved.

i'm tired. i don't feel like working toward the potential me. i made some rules for me for this summer.

• no take-out/fast food
• 30 minutes of exercise per day
• less than the equivalent to one can of pop per day

we got a new bed this weekend. it's a huge bed with a nice memory foam matress. it's the most comfortable thing ever.

oh, yeah. moses had face surgery. and when he got his stitches out, his thing bursted back open. so i had to take him back to the hospital. and they knocked him out again. then they sewed him back up. then they gave me some antibiotics.

i need to get some heartguard shitake. i need a million other things, too.

i want a hot body, a body like jamie's. except he needs a new fucking haircut.

i want to be easy to reach.

a good deal

"normal" isn't a virtue. it rather denotes a lack of courage.

equal parenth

i'm not doing my best.