[Helsinki Harlot]

I've cut down considerably. Only drink on the weekends. d: I just have to make up for the rest of the days of the week.

will be edited with other replies

Mana; Yeah. I've never failed a class before in my life. Ever. And then I fail all of them, for two semesters. (I stopped going to school.)

That sucks, the timing and everything and the suckiness of the days of letters. (Tho' I kinda miss getting them.) I will say I've gotten lucky, I've managed to find one or two people on FB now that I'm older. The rest are gone to the winds.

Haha, sadly no. They get worse every year but hey, it's my lot in my life. I'm just glad I don't have to take pills anymore, but it also means I can't stand for more than an hour at a time if that, no running or speed walking. Def. no sports, no more walks, etc. etc. etc. I mean, this is going to go away too, but my friends promised to let me get hammered and they roll my ass around town in the wheelchair.

Def. I have so many pictures from like YEARS ago and I vainly cling to the 'glory days'. Haha.

I like that quote.

Yeah, that is the good part of moving. I've been to so many places growing up, and I think I'm better for it.

Enkeli;

Yeah... just... sometimes I just want to throttle the gay community and shove that sass right back up where the sun don't shine. Sarah, my bff and ex, hates participating in just about any gay related community activity. She just gets angry.

I hate to agree with that, but that's right. It's insane how suffering is a game. I have it worse than you thus- thus what? Not like they're giving out cash prizes for being most miserable.

Too true. I'm already baffled by how much has changed within the last few years alone.

Yes if you could that'd be great. I brought it up to her and she's all for it. :)

Now both of my hands have nice scars. My left hand, across 3 knuckles the top part of the grill on a panini machine slammed down on it. And know my right knuckles have a nice clean line from the racks in the oven. I'm so talented. It's okay tho', the pizza was worth it.

<3 Thanks. And I hope they are too. But... knowing how life worked for him, and us. He got shafted. Stupid too 'cause it wasn't the first time he was shot. I guess you only get lucky once. And it helps just to talk about him. For years I had no one to talk to, no one but Sarah knew him and she wasn't the... sharing grieving type. So I had to fend for myself. And not knowing where the grave is... just nothing.