This Is where I get to talk about my aimless shit that I find important going on in my life right now. As well I’ll attempt to entertain you. oh yes, and I don’t care what you think or if you really do agree with me that I am a dumbass. If you beg to differ.. again.. I don’t care don’t bother me with your less then sufficient bullshit. You gotta give me credit... for a complete incompetent.. i got everything to work on these pages though.. Ok.. Going to take another stab at writting a website. I've grown up and changed a lot more since I wrote on this last. First of all, my friends have changed.. along with my attitude. I guess my best friends are still Jess.. and im sure that'll never change, no matter how much of a hypocrite you are, Michaelle, cuz i.. i thought i owed her my life.. im sure ive payed her back for it in pot.. and i hate you for getting your tongue done first. GRR. I have no recent infatuations. Im into a lot of music, family still isnt important to me, and im still not my brother.. although now we get on a lot better. Things got worse with my mom.. i guess theyll never be the same.. Im not gunna blame myself. I moved to stonerville.. and became an infamous stoner. I try to 'comunicate' with my old friends, but i think weve all changed. I spend most my time either here, on the net, on faceparty and msn, writting, listening to music, or smoking pot. I have a job at sobeys now, working as a bakery bitch. suck it and eat shit. I still love inside jokes, and i write.. a lot i guess. Im not so much into drawing anymore.I guess things just all go down the drain. I still have my baby, and i havent tried snow boarding yet, my wrist is still fucked.. i still have black hair.. im still fat.. and i guess im still strong and i cant complain.. so thats my story ... Im gunna put some of my poems on here again... if i can.... Everything you've said Every time i listen i get your words stuck in my head i still remember everything youve done and everything you've said if ever something did go wrong its to you that i would go because you mean so much to me more then you could ever know and as now i sit here all alone i sometimes wonder why its to you i seem to run to when i feel i need to cry its not so i can play a game or a disire to have fun its not a simple crush or just an infatuation its finding one who has the strength to deal with my confusions someone with the peice of mind to help me with my delusions and so everytime i listen i get your words stuck in my head because i still remember everything youve ever said. by tammi silver
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