Tomorrow (11:41pm at this precise moment), I have an appointment with a psychiatrist. I've always known that my mind isn't the most pleasant place to be, even when I was a child. When I was fifteen, and the voices began, I realized that something was properly wrong. But I could deal with it. For over five long years, I dealt with everything that came at me, both external and in my mind.
But tomorrow is a proper confirmation that I can't deal with it on my own, and that scares me.
Just like that I am devastated.
So I guess I can fool around with any girls I want now...unless they all think I'm some sort of vile shit.
It sucks to be used.
A very informal account of the night's magic.
The start of the night wasnt nearly as awesome as the end of it was. Got there a couple of hours early... turns out it was just in time for it to start a torrential downpour, hail included. There was no shelter for us because the part of shelter there was already was crowded with people. so we stood in the rain and cold for about an hour. Then it was just cold with huge winds. I literally went numb. The Santi's went in for their meet and
Updated 08-26-09 at 06:19 AM by vivalarevolucion
Okay, here's the thing I hate about facebook and one of the reasons why I put off getting it for so long: The Stalking. Either being stalked or me doing the stalking cos I just KNOW that there will be stuff I don't really wanna know.
But I got it just for the sake of it.
ANd In terms of "wishing I didn't know some facts" well... one of those stupid stalking moments - I didnt even fucking stalk - it was more, seeing someone's info and what not. and just seeing something
And some fun ones of the boys being themselves. <3