i'm not ignoring any of you.
wait. that's a lie, there are some of you i am ignoring for a very specific purpose but i hope that you all can differentiate between the good vibes i'm sending and the bad vibes. if you can't, don't hesitate to call me, since that seems to be the only way to really get ahold of me anymore. and believe it or not, i've come to detest the phone. so, if i don't answer, or i just plain sound awkward, ignore it.
a week or two ago i cut my hair. by myself. and dyed it. by myself. i chopped 4 inches off to create the longest layer and i think i cut about 6 inches off to create the shortest layer. and last night, i shaved brandon's hair into a mohawk again. and i must say, i create the best damned mohawks this side of the mississippi. oh, and i forgot to say. i look fucking hot. if my hands didn't cramp up after one hair cut, i might do this more often. but i can still pull off one hair cut per day! any takers? aw, come on.
i've lost someone to the north east coast of this god forsaken country. i don't hear from him, and i worry. then again, everytime i do speak to him, i hear the same thing as before. when the girl is living with another guy and has been for about 8 months, do you still tell her you love her on the rare occasion that you do call her? more so, do you tell her at the end of the call so you throw her off guard? eh. i have a bad feeling that next time he comes to visit a certain whore might cry her way into bed with him again. but that's his decision. it's just a desperate one. and if he does, i suggest he go and get tested. at least that, please. oh and dear god use a condom. *shudders*
people are changing. changing while i'm not there. i'm so excited to hear about it, because these people deserve the best and it looks like they're making it for themselves and realizing the amazing qualities i have seen in them all along. but. there are those few that i had so much hope for, who have gone on a self-serving, pseudo-righteous brigade. these people seem to be digging their own graves as pleasantly as they can and cutting themselves short in every aspect of their Self.
i've been arrested 3 times in the past month. gasp!
If any one of you reading this is ever in Columbia, you better fucking come and see me. I'm getting sick of this shit. I LIVE in columbia, so you know i'll be there. you're visiting, how am i supposed to keep track of when you come in and when you leave town. if anything else you all have always got a place to stay, to smoke, and to drink... in moderation. sorry, i don't really drink anymore. i try, but i just have no desire to.
there'll be more soon. as in in the next week. i swear to it. love!