Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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damn you welfare!!!!

so while looking at my various options for income support, i did some research that indicated i might be eligible for more than just food stamps (hopefully). it does require a bit of paperwork filing and all that stuff, but… Continue Reading →

last night tonight

last night i sat waiting for e to return home from his travels, when i started doing my finances..and when i am saying finances, i am talking about how far i can stretch the $156 I take home every week… Continue Reading →

party time, intellectual

so today i was on a mad quest. first i paid a bill that resulted from some 2100 text messages and various other phone stuff. then i went looking for the healer, only to discover that the restaurant had been… Continue Reading →

in the news for march

my surgery date is moved up two days, which leaves me two more days of normalcy to revel in. i called to tell my mom, who wants to take me home to mass for some crazy insane reason for a… Continue Reading →

20. 06. twenty sixes is more than i’ve got.

i’ll give you a little tiny tiny clue. don’t call me. don’t write me. don’t tell me how fantastic your life is. don’t bother trying to make up for being a complete jerk just because you “found something out” about… Continue Reading →

Disappeared Repaired

Though I’m not sure what my little surgeon is gonna say about my broken blood vessel and I am a bit of a mess from questioning every little detail of life around me. I figured it was time to step… Continue Reading →

read this

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/4628932.stm I just wish they would take their vengeance out on the people who truly deserve it: the red states putting this dumbo in power and the various other mega corporations that exist and survive solely on the benefit of… Continue Reading →

bee bee bee bop

jimminy crickets. i don’t much care for a lot these days aside from people i guess. my own life is just a weird result of some strange cosmic scramble around the time of my birth. i talked to my mother… Continue Reading →

oh I know how sickie this is going to be

so somehow my neighbor has released his ban on having me attached to his wireless network which means boatloads of fun, as well as catching up on minimal posting for the past four months since I lost my access… it… Continue Reading →

the adventures of one cantakerous boy and one passed out francine

yeah. that quitting smoking thing doesn’t always leave our lovies so lovey. in fact, you kind of want to punch them. until you realize and understand this idea of addiction is not one you actually can comprehend. not one you… Continue Reading →

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