Okay, so this MISOGYNISTIC F*CK*SS that one of my best friends from junior high is all Xbox-bromance with just messaged me informing me this:"Your a soulless b*tch who doesn't care about anyone. But I understand, your a girl its in your nature."I mean WHAT THE F*CK. Yeah yeah, call me whatever you want just 'cause I don't return your best friend's affections, I've heard it plenty of times before,...

You'd think it'd be SOMEWHAT warmer here in Baltimore, but not really. That's cool, weather. Give me a pretty blonde space heater one night when it's snowing back in WV, but the next when I'm here where I expect at least a little more warmth, it's freezing and, in a sense, lonely. I feel really weird about my family. The only person who I really share interests to talk about with is my sister, but...

I'm uncertain as to what really goes in journals. So I'll ramble. Rambling is always worthwhile. It's 2:30 in the morning here, while I'm too lazy to really do anything. I want to write a poem, but the topic is something my feelings haven't sorted out enough to write about, and the "blahblahblah" which I translate incomprehensible emotion into doesn't make for that wonderful a poem.Not that I...