so...I'm back I LOVE YOU PUPPY!!!!!!! that is my first statement...about my puppy...aka Derek..aka touch one hair on his head and I'll rip your lungs and every thing out of your body. on a second note...I'm the sexiest bitch here!!! oh and on a third note...my room mate...I have yet to meet....reminds me....of a elf...

Jaret Reddick was found out side the gardens bleeding from a open cut along each of his wrists he was found in time and was stitched up and is now in the infirmary. Visitations are allowed. He is on the suicide watch. [[er he got to close to Jimmy Saint]]

I'm hurt...I got hurt again...so lovely...

I hate it here so much I'm so lonely I want to go home, I'm disgusting and look ugly and awful and no one cares or notices me. Eric visited me again, he hurt me more...I hate it here so much I don't have anyone

so, my grams pool boy called me, he go's "Jaret, we're so sorry my love, she passed away in her sleep" so my grams is dead....I'm not at all feeling like myself....she always took care of me and made sure I was safe and made sure I was never in harms way. God, anyways on monday I have to go to Italy for the reading on the will and the spreading of her ashes with my awful family, I'll be gone four days. I know it sucks right? well to brighten everyones day because you know you all love me here is meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.



And so you all can see how lovely I really am...heres me and my old band singing a song.



Aren't we all sexy?

I'm in the infirm, I feel so lucky someone come give me some attention, that fucker left me here and went off to the beach....eh I don't care. I wish I had friends or a snuggley buddy. 

Me and Davey have plans,.....for something fun this summer, I'm going to love it.. I'm bored other wise no one to talk to come on...you mightj all want to at lest say hi or something..

 So I'm getting a puppy Davey's getting it for me to help with my fear of Animals, I thought I'd let everyone see a picture of my best friend from back home the one who's always my best friend no matetr what the fuckers at the therapy place say. 



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he's the one on my side with the bottle in his hands...We all decided to get a bath we have on swim trunks though, I miss my best friends so much. Anyways not much else has been going on I'm pretty much bored. Besides talking to my friend Davey I have no friends.

So Davey is offically my new best friend, he hit me with his shoe...beat me to the point of passing out..I have his hand prints on my neck and bruises all over the fucking place. But he's my new best friend. He got me a juice. Still need more though.

jaryjarelongtime

Davey darling, what can I say, drop dead and have fun being fucked by satan?. No not really you've got spunk. Someone worth my time IM me?

Jaryjarelongtime

 I'm Jaret, I am better then you, I'm pretty, and I am here becuasep eople are afraid of how beautiful I am. End of story. 

Jaryjarelongtime IM me if you think your worth my time.