out of the frying pan, into the fire?

[hoveringsombrero]

good morning livejournal

it is morning for me.
i slept well.
i think i had oddish dreams but i cannot remember them.

if i could have a wish it would be to quit fucking up other people's lives just by being me.

then again perhaps that's my purpose.
i'm a force of discord?
maybe some people's pots get stagnant if i don't stir them up a bit?
when all is said and done will he kill the messenger?

i just went wandering back through the begining of this journal
i left shit out, RIGHT in the begining i left shit out.


this post here
i left out the end, when i came home i was in so much trouble.
i wish i'd posted about it at least privately so i could remember exactly what happened
i'd not called and told drew where i was, even tho i think i had
and something about him mad at me for spending money on them.
even tho i think it was MY money, but i can't be certain now
i think i remember being yelled at and called an irresponsible child
i disremember, it's just odd to me that there's no mention at all of upset


i'm suppose to be shower
my away msg says shower
i have the feeling i'm trying to say something but know not what
i hate that.