megean

so. i'm back. i'm sunburnt...again. barf. i don't feel good, and bitchbitchbitch.

got some SERIOUS photos today. art stuff, not pal around stuff. as soon as i get the money to get them developed, i'll put 'em up. as for now, it's time to fire up the ole' digicam and play around. too bad i feel fat today. poo.

my new favorite word is contradiction. because it reminds me of contraban and diction. like...a well educated drug dealer.

LATE BREAKING NEWS: i wish people in this town would stop dying. my roomate came in and told me his cousin, rob, just died. he was the lead singer for FBI. what a fucking waste of a beautiful life. heroin. just like jeremiah's girlfriend a month ago. i'm sick of death. i know that in the boards some fun has been poked...and some NOT fun...at suicide. PLEASE, NO. when you toy around with death, it remembers who you are. people don't really get it through their heads that death is IRREVERSABLE. once you try it, there's NO GOING BACK. you're DONE. people will miss you, whether you think so or not. nothing is that bad that you should waste an entire lifetime of...LIFE. just to live it out, good or bad. because whether there's something beyond it or not, you're NOT SURE. don't take that chance. there is no reason to kill yourself because you think no one loves you. my best friend just tried it with sleeping pills about two months ago and now she's in serious therapy. it has no good affect. *sigh* i'm going to go cry myself to sleep now.