guess what i said tonight. it went like this " " so anyway. i was in one of those moods that i dont feel like talking, at all. i dont know, it's fun sometimes. i guess i must have a dynamic personality, i made people, say i'm sweet and all sorts of other reactions, and i never said a word. god i hate when tonya smokes. i've watched her mind age a year, but her body age about four. her skin is in terrible shape. i'm watching the person i love so much slowly kill herself. every time i see her smoking i just want to rip the fucking cigarette out of her hand. couldnt she just kiss me instead? it makes me sad, so sad. and angry. partially angry at her because she always tells me i'm in charge of my own actions, but she blames smoking on her parents smoking and living in that smokey house. i believe that, honestly i do, but when i do something stupid i'm not allowed to blame it on anyone even if it was someone elses fault. i wish she'd make up her mind. but more importantly, i wish she'd quit, she feels better about herself, and just better physicly when she doesnt, yet she does anyway. oh well, oh well. DXE. goodbye.