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i know it's sacrilege. forgive me.
Jul. 6th, 2004 03:47 pmhiya folks.
i'm in love with a 24 year old at work. his name is Shap. he's cool. and he's short. like... two inches taller than me in my chunky two-inch sole sketchers. anyway. i'm lying. not in love, but he is cool. he's a drafter. i'm a secretary. it'd never work out.
um... i'm avoiding capitals cause i don't wanna. and my stomach hurts at the bottom. and it's almost four and i'm bored beyond compare. and i keep typing u, even though i'm correcting it before you all see it.
my typos are getting the better of me.
morghan's dare of the week:
go to WICKED LEATHER and buy me a collar. or cuffs. or something that wouldn't raise tootoo many questions. send it to me next week.
if you do this, you are a bold and daring eighteen year old. if you do not, then you are a wimp, just like me.
DO IT! be bold! be daring!
if, by chance, you do send me something, enclose the cost-- NOT THE RECIEPT. i'll send the money back to you... i hope.
my tummy still hurts. *whines*
i'll be in evansville starting on thursday for the DISTRICT CONVENTION OF JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES. a nice, big gathering of us all in the KY, IN, IL, TN region. still is kinda cool. it used to be at freedom hall, but they were bums on the free parking, no concession stand deal. i may get on the net at the hotel, but i doubt it. so, you may and may not hear from me after... oh, tomorrow afternoon.
Sin's still trying to keep up on the posting.
i have a new journal all to my own. justmakinit. it's so that i could talk to JWs without having them question... um... anything. like SECA. or gayness. or boytouching, girlslash, suicideboys, or the like. you're quite welcome to check it out. you wouldn't understand it... but you can check it out if you like.
truth be told, it may hurt a few feelings. it's something i'm doing to please my mommy. and to see if i truly am a jehovah's witness in all actuality.
i keep feeling like i'm nix. lie i need that kind of pain. dammit.
hey, you'd think the gay boy inside of me would be happy that i'd be able to have a boyfriend. i guess not.
i'm in love with a 24 year old at work. his name is Shap. he's cool. and he's short. like... two inches taller than me in my chunky two-inch sole sketchers. anyway. i'm lying. not in love, but he is cool. he's a drafter. i'm a secretary. it'd never work out.
um... i'm avoiding capitals cause i don't wanna. and my stomach hurts at the bottom. and it's almost four and i'm bored beyond compare. and i keep typing u, even though i'm correcting it before you all see it.
my typos are getting the better of me.
go to WICKED LEATHER and buy me a collar. or cuffs. or something that wouldn't raise tootoo many questions. send it to me next week.
if you do this, you are a bold and daring eighteen year old. if you do not, then you are a wimp, just like me.
DO IT! be bold! be daring!
if, by chance, you do send me something, enclose the cost-- NOT THE RECIEPT. i'll send the money back to you... i hope.
my tummy still hurts. *whines*
i'll be in evansville starting on thursday for the DISTRICT CONVENTION OF JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES. a nice, big gathering of us all in the KY, IN, IL, TN region. still is kinda cool. it used to be at freedom hall, but they were bums on the free parking, no concession stand deal. i may get on the net at the hotel, but i doubt it. so, you may and may not hear from me after... oh, tomorrow afternoon.
Sin's still trying to keep up on the posting.
i have a new journal all to my own. justmakinit. it's so that i could talk to JWs without having them question... um... anything. like SECA. or gayness. or boytouching, girlslash, suicideboys, or the like. you're quite welcome to check it out. you wouldn't understand it... but you can check it out if you like.
truth be told, it may hurt a few feelings. it's something i'm doing to please my mommy. and to see if i truly am a jehovah's witness in all actuality.
i keep feeling like i'm nix. lie i need that kind of pain. dammit.
hey, you'd think the gay boy inside of me would be happy that i'd be able to have a boyfriend. i guess not.
