| I swear to God, if Cody Votolato is not under my Christmas tree when I wake up Christmas morning, someone is going to die.
That was my last entry on this Xanga. Ever.
www.xanga.com/secretsofasalesman.
I will never make another Xanga again. |
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| My Christmas List
- Gift Certificate for Victoria's Secret
- Gift Certificate for Bath and Body Works
- $$$
- Canon A80
- Lots of black and white film
- new stereo for my car
- my friends to buy my house so we don't have to move
- CODY VOTOLATO! |
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| I hope you take your own life. No lie.
I only make you out to be as bad of a person as you really are. |
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| I hate you. I hate the permanant scar you have left on both my heart and my mind. I hate how sometimes I'll be doing something that I did with you and I'll instantly think of you. I hate how a certain song comes on, like now, and it reminds me of something. Like when you taught me how to play "Today" by the Smashing Pumpkins. I hate what you did to me. I hate you. I hate knowing you exist. I hate knowing that you are in my life in any way. I'm sorry that it ever came to this. I'm sorry that I wish I could erase those 3 months that I was close to you. I wish I could burn the time we spent together from existance.
My lips have been forever poisoned.
Please die.
Nonetheless, I love Dan. So now that you see this last line you won't take that entry seriously, but you should. Its been ripping me apart.
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| My cat is so damn cute. It should be illegal.
Between the pizza and his guilty look and getting stuck behind my bed...
Hot damn. |
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