don't fuck it up

Fri, 01 Jun 2007 05:30:26 GMT

Suddenly my real dad is looking like a much bigger man for being able to put up with a cunt like me.
Fuck you.
I don't think I'd shed a tear if you died tomorrow.

survey thing

Sun, 08 Jan 2006 18:32:08 GMT

1. Your Name:
2. Date of birth:
3. Where you live:
4. What makes you happy:
5. Currently listening/the last thing you listened to:
6. Do you read my journal?:
7. If yes, what makes it especially good or bad?:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/do you have a crush at the moment?:
10. Favourite place to spend time:
11. Favourite lyric:
12. The best time of the year:

RECOMMEND
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song, or album:

PLUS
1. One thing you like about me:
2. One thing you don't like about me:
3. Two things you like about yourself:
4. Look at my friends list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:
5. Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you.

... I added a question. Get over it.

enjoy

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 18:56:58 GMT

I'm leaving this post public for your viewing pleasure.

Dear Aiden,

You're the biggest fucking cunt I've ever had the misfortune of knowing.
I hope that one day, while you're invading my life (like so many times before), you come across this journal.
I hope you read this and it makes you feel just a fraction of the things you've made me feel.
I hate nearly everything about your entire existence.
You're the most childish mother fucker to ever come into my life.
It's unfortunate that you've stayed this long.
At most times, these last nine years have been too much to bear with you.
My shitty moods? You're the cause for most of them.

No matter what I do, it's never enough for you.
I can never gain your trust.
Your mistrust gives you a legitimate reason to treat me the way you do.
My accomplishments far outweigh those of your own three children.
How can they not?
I mean, I've never been charged with sexual assault.
Or gotten knocked up by a complete fuck-up.
Or been so far in debt to everyone that I can't seem to find a way out of it.
But, you know, I'm the one who can't be trusted. With anything.

Rot in hell, asshole.

Love, Caitlin.

Wed, 05 Oct 2005 03:34:33 GMT

I used to kick so much ass.

Yeah, I'm cool.

public entryyy

Thu, 30 Jun 2005 06:05:20 GMT

Tell me what you think of me.
Do it anonymously if you feel the need to.
Don't lie.
Maybe everyone and their mother hates me, and I'm just oblivious.
Anyway.
Do it.
Even though I'm scared to, I want know what people actually think.
I've always wondered...
Cool.
♥♥♥

Sat, 23 Apr 2005 03:59:38 GMT

ahhhh.
i'm so fucking cold.
it's pouring outside and it ruined our night.
i felt so sick earlier. omg.
ah well. we had a few good laughs.

black socks they never get dirty
the longer you wear them
the stronger they get
sometimes i think i should wash them
but something keeps telling me
no no not yet
not yet
not yet
not yet
caitlin and i sang this for the whole thirty minute walk home in the rain.
<3 lol.

<3

Fri, 25 Feb 2005 04:05:23 GMT

I LOVE YOU BRITTNEY MARY-ANN ANYON.<3

friends only

Tue, 04 Jan 2005 22:01:26 GMT

I don't like creepy people or parents intruding on my life.

Besides, my crab doesn't even like you.