If you're wondering what I've been doing lately, the answer is nothing. Mom seems to have been living at Morgan's house the past weekend, so it's just been Sean and me around here. It's pretty pathetic, really..all I ever do these days is hang with Bert and Adam and talk to Jay (aka Bitch) sometimes.
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And that just does fucking wonders for my state of mind, really. Doesn't help that I'm jealous of whatever the hell he's got going on with Ellie. Me, fucking jealous.
I need to get out of here. Anyone want to do something later?
I woke up this morning with a bitch of a hangover..Mom and fuck-of-the-week left out their Zima. You'd think she'd know better than that, living with me for so long. Or not..it's not like she notices when half of it shows up missing.
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Bert and Adam showed up again this morning, except they had their own shit this time. I didn't have to steal more from my Mom.
Most of it was solid form rather than liquid, and they didn't even know what the hell it was, but that didn't stop us. And, once again, I don't remember most of last night. Speaking of Mom, she wasn't home..she spent the night with this week's model, Morgan. I guess she's still there, she didn't come home.
That's all. Later.
Edit- Turns out that Sean's moving in with me. I didn't ask Mom, but I doubt she'll even notice that he's here.
I just love lying assholes, don't you? I mean, really. If someone wants to fuck around with me and act like they're being completely honest, that just completely wins me over.
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Anyway, yeah, I have a livejournal. Don't expect to find all my 'deep dark secrets' in this thing. I know better than to put everything about me out in the open for anyone to read. If you want to find out everything that's going on in my life, I guess you'll just have to actually, I don't know, talk to me? Yeah, that's your best bet. By the way, this journal isn't an invitation for people that I hate in real life to start talking to me like we're best friends. I don't have one of those at this exact moment in time. Boo fucking hoo. Don't think you're going to be nice to me and save me from my loneliness. I'm fine with being alone. People are usually twofaced and only want to use you when it's convenient for them, then sell you out when the next new thing comes along. Being alone is a real refreshing change from being surrounded by backstabbers and idiots.
Besides, people can't hurt you when you're alone.
Hmm, let's see..what have I done today? Oh, that's right. Absolutely fucking nothing. Yesterday was a different story, though. I went out with a couple of guys that none of you would know, Bert and Adam. We drank, went to the park, sat around.
Actually, I don't know what else happened..when I get as fucked up as I was then, there's no telling. So, today really pales in comparison.
Anyone wanna go out and do something? Anything has to be better than this hellhole.
By the way, my AIM is just lexxi x0. Use it, don't abuse it.