my life isn't quite right. i'm positive there's something wrong with me. Is jealousy a sickness? if not, why the hell does it happen to me all the time and for the stupidest reasons too... she talked to her not me... a few laughs here, a kick in the ass there. how about this gaining weight deal. i think the universe is designing against any and all of my desires... especially gravity, he's loads of fun. Why isn't he here? Mostly because i don't even know who 'he' is. It's defenitly a mr. darcy however, i probably hate him now but, boy will he sweep me off my feet. the man who came up with money is going to get his ankles sliced and his head chopped off because he made it soo damn important to everyone. Who doesn't need money? i don't care what you say, everyone wants, needs and uses money. the only goal i've had all summer is how do i get more of this universal monster? i'm going to accomplish it all. i'm going places that all these idiots won't believe. i'm leaving anything and everything behind...all of this shit.