So, about a year ago today (okay, a year and a day) I started keeping this little mind outpour thingy-ma-bobber. And look where its gotten me.
No fucking where.
I have to go shower. I stupidly went for an anger outlet, and ended up puking up pie. Typical life. well, if I'm lucky, I might lose a few pounds for sophomore dance! Riiiight. No one let me eat carbs for the next two weeks, okay? Atkins for me! (hahaha, who's on Atkins?)
::ill::
I'm tired of being sick.
Still a little fucker. Shoot me.

yo ho
yo ho
a (slightly sea-sick, if ya know what I mean) pirate's life for
~me