Now she's gone, and I don't worry.
12/29/2003 07:14 p.m.
I love being right when I think bad things about people. It just reaffirms my view that most people on this planet really are fucktards and I'm not just being paranoid. Of course, I'm a fucktard, too, and prone to paranoia, so you can't win, really, ever. Damned or damned, you pick. Cake or death?

Oh, I'm bored, and I already added to my lj twice already. This is a stupid journal entry.

I can't decide what poem to delete. I'm getting down to the ones I really don't want to part with, anymore.