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[22 Sep 2005|11:05am] |
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mood |
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You know i don't care who cares anymore. I love him. And he loves me. Thats all that matters. I don't care if you think it's wrong or not. Whatever. I hate it here. I hate it. So much. I want to be with him anywhere but here. Anywhere. Fuck this all.
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| Ahh |
[30 Aug 2005|08:49pm] |
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mood |
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tired |
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I have a fucking wicked headache again.
Scheduals are horrible.
I still havent slept.
Im talking to Matty. He makes me feel better.
I have yet to talk to Gerard..
Meh. Im off.
-Mikey
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| Meh. |
[25 Aug 2005|03:19am] |
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mood |
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aggravated |
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I'm tired.
I Have a really bad head ache.
I haven't slept in days.
Nor eaten.
I probably should sleep.
But i'm not going to.
Pff
-Mikey
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