eye eye eye

i love my lips.

i am being positive.

i love my symmetrical feet, my

 voluptuous legs.

holy hell, is someone at my door?

hah, i was totally thinking that, as i wrote it!

anywho. no one reads this, just me.
fuck you. non existing audience and self ( lowly reader, you suck balls!)

ummm.
ok
let's get back on track.
i am a field merchandiser.
so i work ON THE FIELD.
i'm in week 3 of a project in chowchilla, ca.
and im lonely as hell.

all ive done this project is drink myself to sleep and smoke out until im hungry

jeez. what is wrong with me?

you know that i'm no good

bad thoughts run thru my head,  all the time. thoughts about getting high, lying, stealing, hurting..

i win the battle everyday.
i'm happy i do.

but it is damn tempting.

being on the road is hard but terribly easy for my demons.