aahhh, i don't know what it is, but im very brain dead at the moment and have this been way for the past month or so. I can't think of a damn thing for my next project. My little brother dressed up as zorro and bang, a strike of inspiration. I ordered a holga through the internet and I know people who have shot with it and there prints are just amazing!!! I hope they'll come out, I just feel really embarrassed for not doing anything for the past month and a half. arrgghh!!!! but I hate priting pictures that I don't feel, that don't speak to me , so that would defeat the purpose of me making any prints, right? right! If I could give me a swift kick to the ass, I would, would anyone want to do it for me? cuz I really need one.
on an other note *bettie is long gone from my mind and feelings, and on to the next. It's crazy how life works sometimes, you wonder around and when you least suspect it wammo! A beautiful girl coming my way, but I won't let it hit me hard, just enough to have fun,(thanx to trocc
) I hate it when shit like that happens, as you can already tell by past pathetic journal entries.
it's feels so good when you genuinely feel liked and are held and you hold this person back and feel the same way for the other person, i'm so pathetic, hehe. we wtached trainspotting at her house last night and she was in my arms and she could look into my eyes, not many people could do that.
but enough of my gushy mushy sappy writing, i gotta go, sleep deprived.
I havent had bacon in a long time, getting hungry. mmm....bacon.
on an other note *bettie is long gone from my mind and feelings, and on to the next. It's crazy how life works sometimes, you wonder around and when you least suspect it wammo! A beautiful girl coming my way, but I won't let it hit me hard, just enough to have fun,(thanx to trocc

it's feels so good when you genuinely feel liked and are held and you hold this person back and feel the same way for the other person, i'm so pathetic, hehe. we wtached trainspotting at her house last night and she was in my arms and she could look into my eyes, not many people could do that.
but enough of my gushy mushy sappy writing, i gotta go, sleep deprived.

lillith1:
*poke* *runs away*
artslut:
squeeeeeeek!
