i went crazy for a few days. it happens to everyone. you know- like… crazy… lots of crying… and not eating, and feeling sorry for myself. i could get into what happened but i don’t feel like it at the moment. it’s tough being a girl sometimes. us girls, we just get crazy. especially when we are in a …. oh what do you call it a um… er… you know "re-la-tion-ship." some days things feel like peaches and cream, (and not that peaches or cream either taste that good… but it sounds good… and is good as an ice cream flavor, or like a scent of soap- ok blah enough of that) and some minutes- it just feels like all the bad energy in the world is focusing on what is happening to you at the moment. Then when it’s over you’re like- woah- why did i act so weird? I shouldn’t do that again. And you know you will.

but things make you un-crazy. like going to the gym. and hanging out with friends- especially friends who are really hot. my friend melissa is so pretty.. and i mean, we’re just friends, we don’t do it… and i don’t even think i want to… we’re like past that point… but she’s just so hot, and so nice, it soothes me just to hang out with her.

it also feels good to have somewhat violent sex when you’re feeling uneasy. i mean, it sorta makes you feel worse, but it sorta makes you feel better. Has anyone ever punched you in the head while you’re cumming? Is that called a donkey punk or something? It kinda hurts but it feels good afterwards.

I may have just told you too much.

xoxo