he just lived within.

3 hour drive. no nagging or hussle or bussle. i just need to get readyreadyready. step dad is letting me borrow his car, my car wouldn't make it to gila bend. so i'll drivedrivedrive all the way to asu to see my old pea. i'm so broke, i hopefully have enough money for everything.
so this is my surprise, goodbye..

bye. i'll be back late tomorrow.

1986 is when it happened.

photobucket decided to be a jerk. and deviantart is down. so once again i don't have a picture. > plus i don't have any words of wisdom. ++ i'm leaving on tuesday for tempe because i need to visit some people i love.

i have to work tomorrow. at least we get to have lunch, and yes, i'm buying.

i have nothing today.

i'm ready to kill anyone who walks through that door.

if only i knew it was one hundred percent the first time.

i won't even touch the birds and the bees.

talking in your sleep and mumbling something about the west;;

Wooooowie.

today was okay. it wasn't bad, it wasn't good.

all i can tell you, is to take back what you said.
because somehow i don't believe you.

or i choose not to believe you.its been so long. its been so.so.so. long.long.long.
but i have to give you a hand. you have to be a big person to
do what you're doing.

harder than i thought.

the day was long and my 'me time' is short. i need new photos.

>>work tomorrow.

A fortune once told me:

i don't understand why i have to run from here to there. like i have my head cut off. i hope this becomes my picture/venting journal. no one knows me here and that gives me an advantage.