scarletharlet

If I could right now, I'd scream.

I dont have the will; it's just not in me.

I don't even have the energy to cry. However it would be very easy to smash my fist into flesh. Thats pathetic in my book.

I wish everyone would leave me alone, but I don't and they won't.

Brandon called again, damn it.. He was so fuckin drunk it made me sick. But he's drunk to cover up that he's talking about a million miles a minute. He's spun and drunk.

I can hear the death in his voice; even in voicemail it's LOUD and clear. Thats right I sent his calls to voicemail, the utter bitch I am. I couldn't do it, not at work. I couldn't break down, therefore I sent him to voicemail.

Katies wedding invite came in the mail; I avoid that catastrophe by pure luck. I'm going to be off the mainland the day she jumps the broom, and ties the knot. I won't have to jump and scream "THIS IS A BAD IDEA... DO NOT GET MARRIED... I CAN NOT HOLD MY PEACE, NOT NOW OR FOREVER... NEVER... damn it."

Thank god for plane tickets right? Non-refundable or transferable, expensive tickets. Thank god.

In others news, I'm doing pretty well. Everything is going well, and clam. In other words there is not a lot of chaos in the rest of my life.

I bought a squishy boob today, nipple and all. It is a great play toy, driving around in my car squishing it.