I stayed up all night, and im here at home, plastered and workin on a major hangover, and they dont even notice. In fact, I pulled last night off perfectly. It was fucking easy as hell.

i havent eaten anything, though, and i might get sick. i drank straight kavacia (sp?) ..that shit is strong.

fuckin rico would not shut the hell up. i just sat there and listened to him ramble on for hours. damn. i'm a quiet drunk. We watched some Dave Chappelle and some G-Lo. haha. That was funny shit.

But uhm... yea I'm sick and tired of being considered hoover's property. I dont like him. Its not my fault he is so "in love" with me. He knows it too. Ugh. Sometimes he just bothers me. Disgusts me. I'm constantly tellin him not to touch me.

somehow i cut my arm. the cut goes almost the entire length of my forearm an hurts like a bitch.

I started gettin lonely tho, I wish my soulmate was there partyin with me.

Well, I spose i should go do something with myself now..

I realize that I always want what i can never have.

leave |me| alone

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