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Fri, 17 Nov 2006 23:33:51 GMT

So... I need your help.

Wanted

Someone to babysit my cat for about a month or two. I am (temporarily) living with my parents and I cannot keep her here... I would rather not give her up entirely.

I am willing to pay you (which we can negotiate) and cover any expenses.

If you can help me out... PLEASE let me know.
The best way to get a hold of me is to send me an email or post here (you can call my parents house - 392-1222, however most of the time I am at work. Just make sure you leave a message with your number.)

I would really appreciate it guys. I really don't want to lose my Alice.

At the very least thank you for reading this.
More on my month and a half absence in days to come.

Truly yours,
Christa Marie

Thu, 20 Jul 2006 20:16:58 GMT

Au Revoir journal!

Attention!

New journal.
Maybe the final one (although Im aware that I change journals more often then clothes).
Friends only. (Due to recent events... see new journal for details.)
Comment to be added. (Even if I like you =p )
You may be denied.

Cry about it.

Goodbye and Goodnight.

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Sun, 09 Jul 2006 17:42:42 GMT

I thought I would share this with you,
Because it means alot to me.

Jess, Christina, Serafina, Donny and I all went to Pride '06 yesterday. It started with a parade. You wouldnt believe the number of gay people there are in Rochester! I was shocked. And the amount of support from LGBT supporters was unbelievable.

There were just so many moments in the parade alone that I couldnt capture with my camera because I was just too emotional...

One of the local community churches carried a sign (that announced their support for the LGBT community) which had been vandilized the night before the festivities. (more HERE )

There was much mention and support for the two women who had become victim to a hate crime (in Rochester) a month before. (more HERE )

Young and old... it was just overwhelming...and I wanted to share it with the people that couldnt be there.

Enjoy!
--> PRIDE '06

Sat, 08 Jul 2006 16:32:07 GMT

Oh my god, Alice is acting like a dork.

Shitty few days, just shitty.

Three days ago Sean stumbled into our appartment in his usual way while I was sleeping. I am awakened by a knock on the door.

"arggg... yeah?"
"Hey, its me"
"Oh. Come on in..."
"Hi... so... Im leaving Friday."
"For the Navy?"
"No. My uncle said hes got a job all lined up for me in the family business and I can stay with him and my cousins in Florida..."
"In where, Sean?!"

=/ And thats how it started. And again, yesterday morning he woke up to say goodbye and we just cried.

I think I cried for the better part of yesterday.

He started to become like family. Our little 'man on the couch'.

Now who will play Monopoly with me?

::Sigh::

More later.

Pride Fest is tonight with Jess, Serafina and Christina. =) Maybe that will cheer us up...

o0O Au Revoir O0o

Wed, 28 Jun 2006 23:36:28 GMT

4 hours 36 minutes and it will be...

June 29th, 2006 12:09 A.M.

And I will be...

19!

So old...so old...

=)

Im like a kid! Why am I so excited??

Tue, 27 Jun 2006 23:32:01 GMT

Ive never been anything less than worshiped by the parents of whoever I happen to be dating.
...Of all the rude things...

ThankGod for Gabe.

I guess my family hasnt really been overwhelmingly supportive either. Mom thinks this is a phase.

It sort of makes me sad that Im spending my birthday with my parents and not Jess. 30 Fraser Dr. isnt home anymore. Just a box of people. A box where my brother hates me, my mom couldnt care less about anything but my job hunt, and a room I used to sleep in with a computer that belongs to me... used as a playroom.

Whatever.

One day I hope she regrets her cold shoulder.
Cause Im not there yet and already I cant wait to leave.

On and on...

Birthday Thursday!!! =)
Party Friday!!! =)
Lisa's making me a cake!! =)

10 Bucks says my dad doesnt call.
(Fuck him if he doesnt.)

- - - -
Oh, I love you Jess.
- - - -

19... Thats almost 20. Which is one life away from 40. Which is half way to being dead.

Where is the time going? I hope it slows down...

Sat, 17 Jun 2006 20:55:26 GMT

This is a post about how sad I am that a human being can hold on to so much hate. ("Fagot")

As well as a sentence about the friendship that she threw out. (It was all okay when it was you...)

This is about knowing he should go for his future, but secretly hoping he doesnt get in... (Who will play monopoly with us?)

This is about the woman sleeping in the next room. (The only thing that is certain.)

.

Sat, 17 Jun 2006 01:43:21 GMT

Internet is back!

I may post freely!

AND Bill is switching bedrooms with us!

AND Kevin is gone!

AND Jess just keeps rocking my world! =)

Woot.

The only thing that would make this better is if Sean werent leaving... :'(

Thu, 08 Jun 2006 22:32:44 GMT

I vote that Bill keeps his penis out of anyone's body for a good month.

For a good story, call.

Its been an interesting few weeks.

Kevin is moving out. Score!
My birthday is coming up. Score!
I just spent some much needed quality time with Lisa. Score!

And lots of time with Jess' Grandma Helen. Shes awesome... even though she enjoy's shooting and stabbing the mute/mentally disturbed residents with invisible weapons...

... Im so thankful for my memory, and thankful for my youth.

... And for Jess.

=) I am about to have a romantic evening with my sweet.

Tata for now... I expect a few calls very soon.

(Stephen it was really good to see you, if only for a few moments)

Christa

FYI: June 30th. My place. Party. Be there.

Sat, 13 May 2006 19:36:36 GMT

Not much to say...

*I quit my job.
*Im going to be 19 in a little over a month.
*Im in a sick amount of debt.
*I dont know if Im going to be able to go to school next semester.
*Christina is moving in with us. =)
*I am the new owner of my first pair of Vans.
*I bought a skateboard yesterday.
*This will be my newest obsession.

*I am the owner of a 1994 Camaro... and its sooooo beautiful.

Call.

Love.
Peace.
Christa.

Mon, 03 Apr 2006 19:21:14 GMT

Seeing all of your entries makes me miss my hs friends.

I guess we were warned.

Anyway, I love you, and I miss you.

And incase you were wondering life is looking up.

Stephen, Jennie... beyond words. The flower. The letters. I love you. Im sorry I've been procrastinating on my end.

<3 Dont forget...

Thu, 09 Mar 2006 20:36:07 GMT

So Let's Find A Bar
So Dark We Forget Who We Are
And All The Scars From The
Nevers And Maybes Die...

...There's only us. There's only this. Forget regret, or life is yours to miss...

Mon, 27 Feb 2006 19:03:17 GMT

Please Read

Jessica's laptop is now diceased. This means that I am now without a computer until I can purchase a new one...

But, considering things are a little tight now and I need to be saving for a more reliable form of transportation, it's likely Im not going to have daily access for more than a few months. This makes me sad. However, here is what I would really like to see happen...

+ Letters.

Letters would be nice:
Christa Noyes
70 D Village II Dr.
Hilton, NY 14468

+Phone Calls.

Which are nice as well:
(585) 208-5795
If I do not answer, leave a voice mail WITH YOUR NUMBER Ill do my best...

Seriously, I miss you all... and I don't want to lose touch.

Be My Pen Pal? =P

<3 Christa Marie
RIP Laptop, You were sometimes reliable...

Wed, 15 Feb 2006 20:17:49 GMT

Just An Narrative Update On My Situation...I Find It Humorous.

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 19:58:46 GMT

WRITE THIS DOWN

585-208-5795

Had to switch plans. Still Verizon. Free after 9. Free weekeneds. Free IN calling.

...But seriously. Call me lots.

I love you all. I miss hanging out.

Call. I love you.

Thu, 02 Feb 2006 19:36:28 GMT

If You Have A Spare Moment, READ THIS.
This is possibly the longest LJ entry ever, but I wanted to update with a ditty from Jess explaining the past few weeks and my current living situation.

I laugh everytime I read this. You DEFFINITLY should give it a spin...
There's even a surprise at the end if you read it all the way through!!!

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Living With MySpace
A short non-fiction piece by Jessica Marciano

MY APARTMENT

70D Village II Drive
Hilton, NY
14468

{CHRISTA EDIT: SEND ME LETTERS!!!!!}

GENERAL INHABITANTS

*Me--> You know...
*Christa--> Moved in on the 1st of January, and is pretty much the most amazing thing ever. Beautiful, smart, funny, interesting, and driven. Makes me feel wanted, makes me feel important, and is the most amazing concept... I can't believe she exists, much less that she's in love with me. Just got promoted at her job (that's right, I'm the bitch, she makes the money, I'll just cook dinner and be her slave... in fact I kind of like the sound of that), she's on top of everything, even when she doesn't think she is. I know sometimes she gets overwhelmed, but she looks so far ahead and plans everything, I can't help but be proud of her for that. Speaking of future, she's my future wife, my future family... no, she's just my future.
*Bill--> Used to be this dumb innocuous little gay kid who got a little drunk sometimes but pretty much chilled with his friends and got overly emo about falling for straight guys. He dances on the pole he bought for our living room a lot and sings along to R.Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" like a champ. Pretty much good for a laugh any time, and just about the most loyal kid I know. Then he brought Tom home and turned into a fucktard.
*Tom--> Product of MySpace. Straight boy. Pathological liar. Says his real name's Keco (pronounced Kiko) and he's from Germany, adopted into the US at 9 or something like that. Since his high school graduation at 18 (he is now 20) he completed 4 years of college at RIT for computer stuff, did a 2 year stint in the army or some military thing, uh, saved children and puppies from burning buildings... fuck, I can't remember now. I usually tuned him out, which was easy with his lisp, we barely understood half of what he said anyway. Really, his family has some restraining order against him, so he's been sleeping on couches since who knows when. Anyway, Bill meets him on NySpace, picks him up from some couch in Greece, and he's lived, against my wishes, with me and Billy and then our new housemates ever since.
*Kevin--> He's new. I don't really know him, but pretty much if we keep the place clean and don't touch his shit, I think he'll be okay.
*Sean--> (Honorary Roommate) Uh, he's pretty much man on the couch. Works with my girlfriend (she's SO his boss) and is sort of like my honorary brother figure. He asks how my day went at work, gets concerned when he doesn't hear from my Christa because he knows her car is unreliable, buys us ketchup and other necessities, and is generally just... I don't know, brotherly.

THE WAY IT WAS

Bill insisted Tom live with us, even after I insisted he leave. Bill became a douche bag but totally fell for Tom, who of course lied his ass off about having the same feelings. Christa and I laughed our asses off because we saw right through it. Sean and Kevin caught on right away too, and got more annoyed than we did. I mean, we almost got evicted because Tom is loud and slams doors when he's... well, when he's breathing, and that pissed me off and I was a bitch, and he brought very young children (15 and 16) and drugs into the house, which also made me quite the angry bitch, and I even went off threatening to call the police once, but that was the most bothersome Tom ever was to me. I mean, I'm good with strangers, right?

He dated Bill's ex-girlfriend for 2 weeks right under his nose, and when Bill found out it was only because they were breaking up. Tom said he'd never be with a virgin, so Bill fucked this 15 year old girl (title: "The Fat Chick") from MySpace (like it's his one country now) to make him acceptable. Then they had a threesome with said exgirlfriend, just so Bill could be NEAR Tom in a sexual situation. Christmas came. Bill gave Tom a cell phone and put him on his family plan. January 1st came and we split rent 3 ways because Bill wouldn't ask Tom to leave. I paid 1/3 and Bill paid 2/3. To Christa and I, this was hysterical. Got a laugh out of every minute of it. Now, let me point out to those of you feeling bad for Bill, we're not bitches. He wasn't in the dark about this whole thing, really. I mean, if he was, he put himself there. We told him day in and day out that Tom was a lowlife loser mooching off of him for everything he had. We told him Tom was straight, and that's why when Bill made his emo "I'm not getting any, Tom's scared to commit, I really want to kiss him but he won't let me" speeches, we stopped feeling bad. He put Tom's feelings before ours every time. His parents intervened, and his dad came and physically removed Tom because he was not only a threat to his kid's stability and mental health, but his financial well being. I finally had his mother over one morning to discuss with her that even though we all new Billy was fucking up, that she couldn't just let her husband come into my house and run around like the Goddamned police (I offered to talk to Bill's father directly, but he said "Uh, you should talk to my wife..." which did piss me off but is a rant for another day). They backed off, and we all agreed we'd just sit back and watch Billy crash and burn.

And we told him so.

And crash and burn he did.

THE WAY IT WENT DOWN

Now, for him, this is the touching and sad part of the story. But for me? Hysterical.

Bill couldn't cover Tom's part of the rent anymore. In fact, even if Tom had his own rent money and we split it five ways, Bill didn't have his OWN rent money, his mom had to help him out. So we decided to split it four ways, and Tom could either come up with money by the 1st of the month to pay us back or he was on his ass. Bill took Tom job hunting, not ready to let him go just yet. They looked through Hilton for anything in walking distance, anything that would get him enough money to pay rent. And came home with an interview at the Arlingon, a bar/restaurant in Hilton. Inches away. Bill took him to his interview and waited outside. He came out excited, and was even more excited when he was running around telling everyone about the phone call he got the next day, telling him he was hired as, essentially, the bitch, making minimum wage to wash dishes, mop, etc. He'd pay us back right away, and then save for next months rent, and on the 30 hours a week he was getting, still have enough to contribute some food to the house and then chill if he wanted to. Tom with a job. Weird concept.

He went out, against Bill's wishes, to this girl Dusty's house, where a whole bunch of random friends were going to be. Bill told him to be home at a decent time, which I suppose was 2am, because at 11am, Bill was going to "peel off and shit" in front of Dusty's house because Tom was 9 hours late. Sure. Bill left and Christa and I were on our way out to lunch when Bill's mom showed up. She had opened one of Bill's bills, allegedly because she intended to pay it, but when she saw it, she came straight over instead.

It was his cell phone bill.
It was the family plan bill.
It was $644 and change.

Damn.

Meanwhile, Tom didn't show up. Bill told him to return the phone and any of Bill's clothes that he was wearing. After not being able to get a hold of him that whole day and the morning of the next, they checked the Arlington to see if he showed up for his first day.

First day of what?
He never even got the job there.

He stopped by the apartment once in all this mess, I didn't see him.
I hope that was almost as amusing to you as it was to me.

NOW

Tom's not allowed here.

Bill's in therapy, hardcore. He's off of work for up to 15 weeks on medical for it, and he's been once to counselling already, and he goes back today and tomorrow. He says the counsellor gave him 3 big rules.
1)Don't be alone, ever.
2)Don't let Tom back in the apartment.
3)Don't ever be alone with Tom.
I might have made up rule number two, I don't remember what it was.
However, maybe it's helping. Bill's been more normal than he's ever been, for him at least. More like himself I mean. Laughing, joking around, not acting like a stuck up douchebag. It's not terribly awful to be around him anymore... I really do like it. In a sad and scary way, we're all family now, and that sucks when we want to punch each other. We're better, now. Minus Tom.

The rest of us, are still laughing at this.

I might have made up rule number two, I don't remember what it was.

But, uh, kick ass story time, huh?

And, I'm leaving this public, because I feel like it. Bill, if you see this and get pissy, this is nothing I haven't said to you. Tom is a funny funny man and we all saw it coming. You're cooler now, anyway.

P.S. It's our 4 month anniversary.
Jess and Christa.
10.02.05-Forever.

Forever.

For scrolling all the way to the end, you get a present: New Salad Fingers

/EndJessRant<--

ALSO!!!!!!......

THIS is Alice.

Via Bills shaddy digital...

Shes much prettier in person... er...cat.

...And less blue. And we love her...

Even when shes gone retarded.

<3 Alice

Mon, 02 Jan 2006 20:41:46 GMT

So heres an update for your asses. I dated them because I know Jess planned on linking to my journal to explain what happened with getting arrested and all that Jazz. You can find that in the first section, but I recommend reading them both... lots of shit. Lots.

December 30th: Never Chain-Tow, Never.

So, as Im sure Ive mentioned before Jess got into a car accident a few weeks back. Ping-Ponged around Ridge Road and ended up under the cargo portion of a semi, taking out the back end of her car. Since

which time, I have been driving her to and from work in my Cougar (which has an inspection sticker dating June 05). The short version of the events leading up to the 30th is as follows:
*After getting a tow warning, Jess and I "borrowed" her parents driveway.
*After a parental warning, Bill and I played Bonnie and Clyde and snatched the car back. Bringing it once again to the apartments.
*Finally, on the 28th and final tow warning.

So finally on the 30th we decide we have got to do something about this damn car. Our best option? Brockport.
Steve comes over, we toke up and prep for the trip.

FUCKING COLD. You try riding in a car with no rear windshield or back driver's side windo-- fuck, driver's side anything.

10 minutes into our trip her car runs out of gas. What else is there to do but tow it with Steves truck! Hey, why not!

We tow it to a gas station, fill it up, turn the key... nothing. Battery's dead. Wonderfull. Looks like we'll be towing all the way to Brockport.

Unfortunately for us (and our poor judgment) we couldnt slow down in time to turn on to Jess' road, and 30 seconds after passing it... red lights start flashing.
Three cop cars.

AWESOME.

They grumble at us a whole bunch about the legalities of towing a car with no lights and a chain "longer than 15 feet", and Jess tries her best in her high stupor to explain why we were chain-towing. Immediatly

after they check out the registrations and licences of her and Steve.

Jess has a suspended liscence and no insurance.
Steve has a suspended registration.

The cops arrest Jess first, and tell her she wont be getting out until Monday.

Im told to get into the truck with Steve, at which point we see one of the police cars drive off... and assuming Jess is in it, I get nervous.
20 minutes later, Steve is cuffed and put in the cop car.

Im alone.
Im nervous.
Im confused.
Im high.
I dont know what the fuck is going on.

I end up sitting in Steve's truck, cold as hell for another hour.
During which time Im fairly curtain both my friends are already in jail, I have no ride home and I know for sure that if they search Steve's truck there are going to be 800 times more problems than we originally anticipated.

So finally the cop puts m in his car with Steve (who apparently has just been chillin there the entire time), and tells us to call Steves mom to have her pick us up.
Tow trucks come, impound both vehicles, and the cops drop Steve and I off at a Moble On The Run station... we get out of the car and low and behold there's Jess!

None of us were sent to jail.
So it didnt turn out so bad.

But Jess was slapped with 2 tickets for a whole bunch of shit and has to go to court in 2 weeks.

.... I think that pretty much covers our night.
Jess, feel free to add anything I missed.

January 1st: Moving Out

Im bored with LJ right now so Im gonna give you the short version.

Mom's hurt that Im not home alot, chose to call me a liar for things I wasnt lying about... and after not calling her back (due to a dead phone) for a mere 3 hours Im told that Ive "made [my] decision".

Sooooo... my parents kicked me out.

I told my mom I was coming to get my stuff, she said she would pack it the next day, I said I needed it today, she said "come get it in 2 hours and bring the house key"... I arrive, all my shit is on the porch.

Its very obvious to me that she did it to get a reaction.

But my mother is not the same person I grew up around.
Shes turned cold and bitter.

Im sort of happy Im out.
I dont have to deal with the fighting, the hostility.
I dont have to worry about their expectations of what I should be doing and who I should be...

Im doing okay.

Im just sad my parents turned into these people.

I used to think they were pretty cool.

Anyway... if you need to reach me: (585) 406-5148

Id love to talk. Try to keep it after 9 or verizon. Money is gonna be tight for awhile for me so I wanna keep it as free as possible.
Im not sure how often Ill be online anymore, I wasnt allowed to bring my Mac, so I have limited laptop use here. But I miss you...

I love you guys.
<3 Christa

Sat, 10 Dec 2005 00:46:07 GMT

A journal entry is a journal entry.

I suppose its time for a real entry.

Went to Deek's and finally got my car inspected. Words used:
"Needs new breaks"
"Broken emergency break"
"Rotting undercarage"
"Bad tires"

Not. Worth. Another. Dime.

So goodnight to my cougar... my first car: You werent so bad.

on to AutoTrader. I need something newer than a 93 and soon.

READ IF YOU NEED A JOB

Wilson Farms is hiring. We need cashiers. All shifts. Apply ASAP.

Anyway, went to visit Jess' grandmother... it was funny in a sad way(?)

Shes very old and very... not there. So mid sentence she talks about something else.

"Yeah, they come and they go."
"Who comes and goes grandma?"
"The people... Oh! Look! There they are. In the red hat."
"Oh yeah... I see.."
"Yeah... just, those trucks sometimes..."

::after a detailed conversation about doctors::
"Yes, I like to keep those in the garage."

...not to mention she tried feeding us santas made of cloth (that she thought were cookies).

Fun times.

Scared me though. I havnt been able to remember things lately.

Uh... let alone hold coherent conversation. I cant think straight about anything and Im legitimatly afraid.
Nothing long term... just alot of "what was I saying?" and "how did I think I felt".

Scary.

I dunno.

Oh! Rick Ayers might just have a soul...

Anyway... thats about it.

Fri, 18 Nov 2005 01:28:06 GMT

~*~New Cell Phone!!!~*~

w00tie w00t.

Verizon lovers--> Call me anytime.
The rest of you--> Anytime after 9.

<3

406-5148

Hmm I need suggestions for an interesting voice mail recording. Bill laughing while saying my name just isnt cutting it... seriously... listen, its awful.

=)

Anyway... Yay!

<3 Christa

Fri, 04 Nov 2005 16:33:01 GMT

babyblueyes42205: omg next weekend.... please come visit I miss you like a blind kid at archery!
xxmisschristaxx: lol
xxmisschristaxx: that was amaizng
xxmisschristaxx: amazing even.
babyblueyes42205: lol
babyblueyes42205: but seriously
xxmisschristaxx: ill try lovey.
babyblueyes42205: hehe
babyblueyes42205: I'll give you head :-*
babyblueyes42205: get a penis and I will soooooo suck ur dick all day long
xxmisschristaxx: ... im so there.
xxmisschristaxx: :-p

xxmisschristaxx: Spanish, stephen? Really?
xxmisschristaxx: Im amazing but not trilingual/.
macsped: lol
macsped: sorry
macsped: it was a leet soap oprah
xxmisschristaxx: j00 h4d m3 47 h3110!!!
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xxmisschristaxx: \/\/h0 4/\/\ 1 k1|)|)1n9.... 17 c0ul|) 83l0n9 70 R1( |< 4y3r5!
macsped: i just through up a little in my mouth
xxmisschristaxx: lmao
xxmisschristaxx: Imagine how I feel... Im talking to him.
macsped: im sorry
macsped: tlel him your with me
macsped: lol
macsped: and you cant be with him
xxmisschristaxx: lol.. Stephen, baby... this isnt real.
xxmisschristaxx: :-p
xxmisschristaxx: Im totally not having your kid.
xxmisschristaxx: Breathe easy.
xxmisschristaxx: =P
macsped: HAHAHAHA

venomgreene: lol i love my face 2
venomgreene: :-D
venomgreene: not as much as i love urs tho
venomgreene: i wanna steal urs
venomgreene: lol
xxmisschristaxx: lol
xxmisschristaxx: Steal my face?
venomgreene: ya so i can see it everyday and every moment
venomgreene: lol
xxmisschristaxx: lol thats creepy
xxmisschristaxx: but I love you.

Yous guys rock my world.

(Stephen... dont be mad!!!)

&hearts Christa

Tue, 01 Nov 2005 18:28:10 GMT

I totally just created the sexiest directory tree ever using only DOS commands.

I am God.

Sat, 29 Oct 2005 15:52:01 GMT

Yesterday was scary and fucked up....

=(

Thu, 27 Oct 2005 01:28:22 GMT

Do you know all my words are born of your being?

&hearts I.Will.Always.Love.You. &hearts
Even if I am just spectator.
Even if I am just a memory.

...No, you dont know these words are for you...

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 21:22:43 GMT

Patients -Guns N'Roses

Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin' you
I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think about you every day now
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt
You're in my heart now

Said, woman, take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said, sugar, make it slow
And we come together fine
All we need is just a little patience

I sit here on the stairs
'Cause I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you right now
I'll wait, dear
Sometimes I get so tense
But I can't speed up the time
But you know, love
There's one more thing to consider

Said, woman, take it slow
And things will be just fine
You and I'll just use a little patience
Said, sugar, take the time
'Cause the lights are shining bright
You and I've got what it takes
To make it, We won't fake it,
I'll never break it...

If someday your heart should sing this to me... I will give you my heart, my soul... my entirety.

Mon, 17 Oct 2005 21:00:40 GMT

Typed a long entry.
Super.
Super Long.

AND DELETED IT.

Cause Im crazy.
And no other reason.

You'll have to live with this.

Love,
Christa