I was fired from my job this week, but was re-hired at a new bar across town the very next day.


having good karma RULES.

Someone reactivated my account for me. Someone anonymous. The mystery deepens.

Thank you, mystery friend!

I don't want it loud, I want it mellow.

yeah yeah yeah, so it's fuckin x-mas, and i've been busy playing WoW and doing other nonsense so i don't really spend time on here anymore. Meh.

I have no idea what's going on here.

says it all, I think.

new journal, new year, all that shit.

three comments in one whole month. whatever, i've been busy... girlfriend, work, school.... you know, actual real life stuff.

my opinion of this site is starting to shift... i mean, i love the nekkid girls, so i'll definitely stick around for that, but... the community seems so much more snarky and stuck up than usual... all these crazed inside jokes and whatnot... fuck that noise. maybe i should go anon for awhile.

New Years Eve.




what a crock.

fuck this. fuck you, and fuck him. i'm done waiting around for your stupid ass, you need to hurry up and make up your fucking mind and decide which one of us you want. don't hang out with me and your ex and treat him like he's the fucking king shit of turd mountian. i'm there too. you just fucking ignore me, and it makes me sick.

but wait, there's more. you're all over him, but because HE broke up with YOU, you just use me for sex. call me up, i'm your dick for the night. fuck that. you see him for everything else you do, you're always hanging out with him, you never call me (except when you want to fuck) and i hate you for it.

but wait, there's more. that's why i bite you so hard when we fuck. that's why i try to break your hips when we fuck. that's why i put you into all sorts of crazy positions. because i want to fuck him out of you. i want fuck you until it hurts you so bad. i want to fuck you until you hurt. because you hurt me the rest of the time.

fuck you, i'm done with you.

go be with your fucking ex. because i'm done playing your fucking game.

I think you're a virus. A disease. A plague. You make me sick sometimes. Sometimes I look at you and I want to throw up. Just puke my guts out. Scream at you. Tear my hair out. Gouge my eyes out. Hearing you speak is like chewing on broken glass, I love you so much. Seeing you with that fucking loser. Seeing how he makes you feel. I watched him make you cry. I fucking hate the way you make me feel. I'm not myself around you. Just seeing you play with your hair makes me want to swallow a shotgun. Hearing you on the phone makes me want to vomit. I need your voice in my ear like a junkie needs his fix. I need to see the way your tits fill out that blue shirt you wear sometimes. You're my addiction. You're my nightmare. I fucking hate you.



take it easy. take it hard. take it fast. take it any way you can get it.