xevilxashleyx

Yay for mixed drinks and long weekends!

It's been almost year since the last post. Wow, I'm so awesome.

It's also almost been a year since my mum died. Ouch. Where did the time go? Is it worse that I've barely noticed that she's gone, or that I talked to her so little when she was alive that not noticing her absence doesn't seem abnormal?

Ugh.

My house is a zoo, and...
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Egads.

I always find myself drifting back to this place, with no real idea why it keeps happening. I used to come here for an entirely different reason than I do now, but...at least I'm still visiting every now and again.

I'll tell ya what, yo...I miss girls like Katie and Marie. Girls that actually qualified as "Suicide Girls". They were raw, they were...
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So, first: Fuck you. You make me feel like shit sometimes. Most times. Fuck you fuck youfuckyou...

Next: My ass is bruised. It's pretty hardcore, and it hurts like a mother fucker. And my tailbone is pretty fucked up, too.

I havn't eaten in two days or so. I just keep smoking and ignoring this pain in my stomach. Somehow, it's all justified by the...
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So, I'm seriously getting sick of this 'I-have-to-poop-every-time-I-sit-in-front-of-the-computer' thing. It's like, every time! I could have just pooped, and still, as soon as I sit in this chair, I have to poop again. Gosh.

So, new years was crappy. The Boy was [is] sick, and [obviously] not feeling much like doing anything. So we hung out and watched the CSI marathon until we both...
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God, what a fucking disappointment.

It's about quarter past four, and I'm just getting around to getting out of bed and showering. Bleh. Not feeling much like doing anything at all today.

Firewalk last night, eh...broke the board with my hand, busted the arrow with my throat, fell off the ladder, whatever. I really just want to get straight to the walking on fire part when I do these things,...
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Some days, I try too hard.

Today was one of them, and, well, I'm done trying. It's bad for my soul.

Whatever happens, happens, aye?