You'll never be able to bury me in that pink cocktail dress now Simone.
It turned out better because Monique, Sophia and I all had a common enemy: Mom's wrath. So we kept our heads and she was the only one who got upset.
I feel kind of numb. And I'll probably never be able get to sleep now.
I blame my varrying states of depression on lack of music, because lately when I listen to it, it makes me feel better.
"And the record won't stop skipping, and the lies just wont stop slipping, and we've signed our reputations on the line..." Are you stalking me or something FOB song writer?!
Others are just really funny "she likes the guys rockin' out to (something something), her cd changers full of singers that are mad at your dad!" Seriously, thats funny!
anyway, sorry to have scared anyone with my giant replay of earlier events. Good Night.
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hehe, not like I already POSTED This in the first one. This is basically my journal, My life is NOT particularly exciting but for those of you who want a good nonfiction story (or even a fiction one *wink wink*) im sure this blog can't be too bad. I'm not good at being consistant though so don't expect a post everyday or every other day.
Who am I?
- Flickering_Heart
- CA, United States
- I'm a very nice person unless you trod too hard on my nerves; Than you'd better pray that you're faster than me. I'm good at hiding how I feel and I love to be happy, although, obviously, that doesn't happen sometimes. I'm very different now than when I started this blog. :)
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