Okay. Because of family issues(and the like, don't ask), mostly my lack of room for these things, this crap stuff has to go.


Because of that:

No matter what you order, the shipping will be 4$. Period.

Meaning, you can order one thing, or all of them. I will ship it all for only 4$.

Now, without further adieu:

( Info and stuff under here )

* Just because I added "+ shipping" to all the prices does not mean you have to pay the shipping for each item. That's just in case you want to buy JUST that one item.

** First come first serve


Thanks!

Just comment here, with what you'd like and what not. Once we come to an agreement then I will either give you my paypal address to send the payment to, or get yours and send an invoice. :3

WHY IS IT SO FRAGGIN' HOT?


FUCK YOU AC.

YOU HAD TO DIE ON ME.





/dieing.

Mme stole`d from edge_chan

• Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper.
• Explain in no more than five sentences why you're using that wallpaper!
• Don't change your wallpaper before doing this! The point is to see what you had on!



It's Ironhide. What else do I need to explain?


Do it faggot.

Not like anyone reads this or anything.


- Depressed
- Drinking again.
- Downloading a shitton of TF comics, again.
- We leave on like Tuesday or some shit.
- I'm considering joining the NG again, only this time a lot more seriously.


There's a run down.




Even though I never get a "Oh hey Kat, how's it going?"



I just guess no one fucking cares anymore.

Only I could catch a cold when it's like.

95 degrees outside.



Hah.


Only me.

This post will be public since I'm linking it to other places. F-list, ignore this.

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Paypal only. Yes I will ship internationally but keep in mind the shipping will be more expensive.

Comment here if you have any questions, or with what you want. Please include your zip code and state so I can tell you how much the shipping will be.

When we come to an agreement I will give you my paypal address.

♥.

If you cannot see the post that included the Letterman video, then you are no longer welcomed to comment and/or read my journal. Thanks.

In other news, read this;

Madonna Gets Booed for defending Gypsies

How fucked up is that. =|

I don't want to fix anything.

I don't want you or anyone else to fix anything.

It's not fucking worth it, and why can't you people see that.

Just let it all fall where it may.

This isn't something that can be fixed.


Stop trying. You're only making it worse.

I'd rather you be angry with me. I want you to hate me. Why can't you see that?

It's better off if I'm the one everyone hates. Because even when I try to get along with everyone, they end up hating me on their own terms. And when I don't try, I end up making them hate me after they spend forever trying to 'fix' things.

It's really fucking hard to believe I was ever a nice shy little girl. It really is. Especially now.

I was perfectly fine in life. I had real friends. People I cared about more then any of you could ever imagine or hope to achieve. And the fucking day I had to let them go, literally killed me.

I'm nothing of what I used to be.

Do you know how bad it hurts to push away the people you grew up with? To try and make everything a giant destructive hole because it won't matter; you won't be back. Why leave them with happy memories. Those fade. But if they hate you. They'll never forget you.

I had held up a little of myself the entire time we were getting ready to move. One by one, picking my friends off of my heart and just. More or less telling them to forget me. I would have been able to hold on to a small barely there shred of myself, the thinnest strand holding me from utter self destruction, if I hadn't of seen Liz that one last time.

It was both fate and utter hell when I saw her in the school office when I was turning in my final shit. And I heard and felt myself break into an uncountable, unrepairable, unimaginable amount of pieces that it honest to god was a miracle I didn't drop dead on the spot. It was a miracle that I didn't collapse in on myself in the parking lot. A miracle I didn't even shed a single tear until I was already in Florida for a week.

And fuck. When that damn broke it took everything I had left in me with it.

I'm absolutely nothing anymore. I have nothing. I have no need for anything anymore.

I do not want to do that ever again.

Which is the honest reason I keep you all at some sort of distance from me. It's is so physically, mentally, emotionally, and everything else, painful for me to even consider people 'friends' it's a miracle I can at all.

I'm never coming back from that.

I can't.

There is nothing to come back. Absolutely nothing.

I lost my will. My enjoyment. My love. I lost my ability to care.

And things only got worse.

You all didn't know me then (well, Liz, Jade, you two did...), or after. Or after after. You only know the me now. I've gone through a handful of massive personality changes because of how fucked up I am.

But that's besides the point.

Yes, I'm leaving.

Yeah you're all my friends. But there's only so much I can allow. And when you push my boundries I'm going to get pissed and shove you away.

I don't give second chances. Which is exactly why I told Haku no. I'm not making up with her. The best I could offer her was to start all over. But I guess she doesn't think of me as much of a friend as she pretends to; since she didn't accept that offer.

Jess, Court, Mel, Leanna. I talk to them all on a regular basis. They are friends. The type I can say are. They don't.... push. And I appreciate that. Because pushing hurts. I don't like it when people push. I have to push back. I don't want anyone in.

Stop pushing and forcing and maybe I might be able to one day let some of you see the horrible mess I really am. But please.

Stop.

Leave the shit alone. Hate me. Whatever. I don't care at this point.

Just. Stop demanding an explination for shit. Stop it. Leave me alone. Go worry about other things.

If I wanted you in, I'd let you in...


This is exactly why I'm stuck in my fantasy world. I do run away. I run away from people. From life. From the real world. Because in fantasy land I can heal a little. I can try to revive the old me.I had a lot of problems with people as a kid because I was a push over; people took advantage of my inability to say no. People still do.

But fuck.

I've never had worse problems than I do now.

Growing up being the center and bunt of every single joke and target of every bully no matter how far I kept out of everyone's way and left them alone....

that was horrible.

But it's nothing to the bullshit I've had to deal with since moving here to Florida.

These years have been nothing but the biggest waste of my life and energy and just....



I push you all away, purposely try to make you all hate me. Because that's all I'm ever good at.

Now if you'll excuse me I'm just going to crawl back under my social ignorance rock and go back to being the outcast that I was raised as.

Stole`d from lycamduat. 8D


( Cutting since I feel like it. )

I wanted M&M's. So I went to the store.

I found the M&M's all nearly on the shelf, and in a hurry to get home before it got hot, grabbed a bag.

Oblivious to what I had truly just grabbed, I checked out and went home.

At home I discovered this:



There's a Starscream on my M&M's bag.

Now I'm afraid of eating them. =|