3:17 a.m. - 2004-12-29
and then i looked into her eyes. saw nothing but fear. kissed her and then she died.
its too bad.
janey. we better hang out later.
i dont really want to kill justine.
my head is going to explode.
im going to thiland. i probably will end up having sex with a 14 year old prostitute.
pool.
speeding ticket.
hate.
not missing out.
dying.
kissing at midnight.
no feelings for her anymore.
i like bangs.
im going to hit the key board and see what happens:
ik,
that was so weak... good night
