ParaNoir

Here's a little tip.

If you can't give up control, don't be a submissive.

Oh yeah, and note to self:

Bad idea to give out your phone number to insane, harassing manchildren

Very bad day. Week. Month.

When is it my time to be happy and stop worrying about the selfish idiots around me? 

I've been very patient.

I don't even see the point in leaving my bed in the morning anymore.

Man, things are really rolling downhill fast.

Oh well.

I'm really, really sick. Fucking miserable.

Got some mail from a person who claims that I'm "annoying everyone" because I'm always online and therefor at the top of the interest list.

Is that true?

Just got done speaking to a complete dumbass.

Don't know if he was inconceivably jaded or dropped at birth, but it was good for some laughs.

Be polite next time, eh? Might do you some good to make a friend or two.

Yes, I use men's soap.

No, you should not say "OH MY GOD YOU SMELL LIKE A MAN" and tackle me in public.

(But it was cute, so I won't kill you)

But I do know one thing, though.

Bitches they come, they go.

Saturday through Sunday, Monday.

Monday through Sunday, yo.

Maybe I'll love you one day.

Maybe we'll someday grow.

'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho.

Eminem's wisdom.