missmay

remember please, a lot of what i write is fiction based on fact and feelings. i could write i want everyone dead, and ten ways i could think to do it, but i wont.. like now.. i want to rip my throat out and scratch all of the stuff lining the inside. i want to smack those fuckin monday bitches who cussed me out. i want to take the phlegm from my rotting chest and throw it in their eyes. but thats fiction. for those of you who take this seriously, i am sorry. aahhhh fuck it all. im sick.

nyquil

shower

reading

bed..

btw... stephanie myers 'the host' is a great book. if you read the twilight books, you'll love this.

peace. love. strippers.