merlin0896

There is only onew way to describe the last week of my life, dull. Perhaps there are more ways, but listing them here is not worth the time it would take. My wisdom teeth were pulled two weeks ago, and the holes are all still open, ad my jaw is still throbbing. The downside to having been prescribed painkilers is that I can take them only for a short period of time, considering that the navy does random drug tests on a gegular basis and I could pop for Roxicet, I can no longer take the pills, I should've taken mroe when I could. I have been getting close again with an old friend of nearly a decade. We have falling outs ona regular basis, but we end up back together and closer than we were when we stopped talking. The cycle changes, and the reasons never repeat themselves, though the results are predictable. I regret not spending more time here speaking to people, to the Suicide Girls, the people who make his site happen. I should have friends, and good ones at that, for having been a member as long as I have. I remember this site with 13 girls, that was a long time ago, very soon after I turned 18, or slightly before perhaps. Time, how it does fly when you pay no attention to it whatsoever. I shall leave again, for writing more seems to me like a bit of a waste, though I post my thoughts here, I do not think anyone reads them. The act of it seems to calm me. 'Till the Next