Him

Well let's say, I am depressed, although I shouldn't be because my birthday is Saturday. Yet, that's why I'm depressed. You see Alex, my boyfriend, has no clue how to buy me something nice. Of course not, even though he has three jobs, one which pays him $20 an hour. It's not like I ask for much. I don't ask for affection anymore, I don't ask for anything anymore, but maybe 10 minutes on the phone. And then I say "Are you going to get me anything for my birthday?" And he says "I'll paint you something." And I'm like "I don't get even a nice piece of jewerly with that?" And he says "I buy crappy $8 pieces of jewerly." God that would be a dream. I am obvously a piece of crap! I'M NOT EVEN WORTH A NICE RING OR NECKLACE OR SOMETHING! Or even a card. Come on.

Love

When love hurts, what's the point of loving any longer? But when you can't stop loving, what's the point of living? But when you can't take your own life, what's the point of staying awake? If you can't sleep, what's the point of being anything?

When you love four people, and only can love one, why did you choose the one you chose? When the one you love and are with tell you to shut up, do you try to stop loving him? If you can't stop loving him, do you stay with him? If you have to stay with him, are you stuck and under the rule of a man?

Preferences

So let us call my friend Billy. Well Billy recently told me he was bi and now he has a boyfriend. I supported him. But as soon as he tells me he has a boyfriend, he tells me he's straight. Straight. Why do I feel cheated? BECAUSE HE HAD ME SUPPORTING HIM, and now he's straight.

Teenage Death Boys, Teenage Death Girls

Let me put it this way: I am fed up. I understand that Elfpack is supposed to be for people who got kicked off Elftown, or for people who just didn't like the rules. Yet, you would think we would have respectable people here, even if you got kicked off Elftown, but when I look on the "Last Logins" I see people like [Moloogan] and so on. ([Moloogan] sorry for bringing you up, maybe this will get you more friends.) Naturally, from being a ex-cyberer myself, I assume they cyber. This is plain stupid, if you want to advertise yourself that way, do it on your house.

I have parents that like to check up on me. I don't want them going "who's that?" When it's some sicko.


Note: I am also tired of seeing innocent child things, like cereal and candy, turned into advertisements for drugs. COME ON GET A LIFE.

Help

Everyone.

I am looking for help! I want to start a wiki for recovering cutters, rape victims, recovering drug addicts, recovering drinkers.

I need people who are strong enough to help guide people in all these areas.

Let's admire the Pattern Falling

This week hasn't been going very well at all. So maybe you'll admire the pattern falling or you'll be appauled by the whole thing. I think it will be the second case.

Brian is my ex-boyfriend, who knocked me up, and then got thrown in jail for satutory rape (aka knocking me up). This week I ended up realizing I had missed his court date. Then I get his mail from his attourny on accident. After that I decided to sleep my sorrows away, but ended up dreaming of him pleading to me.

What could've I done. I walked away in the dream. And he got into his car and I fell to the ground crying. He came up to me, only to stutter a few words. Then my dad called me over to talk to him and Brian went to his truck and I watched him drive away. Then I woke up. A complete wreck.



Earlier today. I went to sleep around 7. I ended up dreaming about being brutally raped. I was told not to tell. And then the man threatened to put acid on my two, most beloved, brothers, Dakota James and Dakota James (they come from two seperate mothers, one's my mom's child, the other is my step mother's lucky to be here child) and kill them. I almost woke up crying. Instead I woke up sicker than I think I've been for a long time. I had a stomach acke, head acke. I was in a cold sweat. I wanted to scream, but couldn't.


The final quetion is:
Do you admire the pattern falling?

God Is In The TV

[~~an update on my life~~or a random rant~~]

So my birthday is June the 18th. I expect presents from ALL my friends. Even if it's a piece of computer art. I'll 15, so there will also be a change in my house because of it. If you are over 18, I won't except any emails from you, same if you are under 15, and weren't my friend before.

So now...what else? Yes, I know. July the 31st I am going to Ozzfest, this will be my first rock consert, Goddess Help me.

I will be going to Georgia and Tennessee this summer. For a weekend each this month.

I am going to hang out with my friends tonight, so most likely I won't be on.

Oh yes, every one should check out http://missmab.com and go to archive and read ALL THE COMICS, ALL 517! (soon to be 518).

Proceeding.....I have a new wiki Shardae Le Fae's Blockings Soon I will have badges that anyone who is blocked will be honored to recieve. So you may check it out if you think I have blocked you. It'll list all of the reasons..and you can take the badges that are assigned to you.

So I guess that wraps up this udate on my life.

Plastic Surgery Man

Okay I've come up with an interesting comment. Micheal Jackson is looking scarrier and scarrier by the days. This to me is fucking terrifying.

Imaturity

I have came to the conclusion that alot of people on here are very immature. Flaunting their breasts, offering cyber sex to people, and trying to make a controversy out of everything. First of all: I am bi, but I don't want to see your breasts, if I wanted to see breasts that weren't saggy (even though you may only be 21) I would go to a porn sight. Second of all: If I wanted sex, I would simply go to my boyfriend or a concubine. Third of all: is there any good reason for controversy? No.

So in conclusion..people are so stupid.