Saturday I spent the day with Jill because her brother had a show in West Palm Beach (about 2 hours from here in Miami.) That went good. I had my cards read and so did Jill and Krystine. It was fun, but all the screaming made me throat hurt ten times more.

Sunday, guess who came to my house for an hour and a half? Yes sir, it was Tommy. When he told me he was coming, I had about an hour, and my room was a pig sty.. I have hauled so much ass to make my room so clean. Geez. And then he came and we talked and ate shit. Yes sir. No, nothing happened. I'm telling you, I'm so into that friend zone. But damn he looked good. When he was leaving, he gave me a hug and I wanted to cry. I didn't, but I wanted to. I miss him :-

He wants me to become a hoe just for him. How does that work? lol. But I said no, 'cause I don't like short term things anyway. And I told him he's gonna hurt himself going after all these stupid whores (he calls them hoes cause that IS what they are) instead of looking for something meaningful but hey, it's all him.

This Saturday is WARPED TOUR. Woohoo! DAMN you guys, you NEED to check out a band called "The Used". They have a video and a single out, called "A Box Full of Sharp Objects", but all of their songs fucking rock. They're not known yet. Me and Jill are heading to their tent first thing :) Because we're in love <3 <3 <3