Skeletons

We all have skeletons in our closet. But for this chick, it's time to teach them to dance. My life is a constant roller coaster....but every bump brings me closer to the end and the more bumps there are, the more used to them i get.

Me, in a nutshell??

Mom died when i was 12, dad's an ass who's married to satan's mistress so i moved out when i was 16. My boyfriend, who i stole from another girl a few years ago during my "i'm unhappy so let's sleep with everything that moves to try and make myself feel better" phase...well he's a recovering drug addict who just got out of rehab a few months ago (for the second time). I get bored....now that he's out of rehab and recovering...I'm bored. My friends are great, most of the time. But ultimately, I'm Bored.

I need an outlet, where I can vent and an objective audience.

And so begins my blog.

Turn up the music, it's time for the skeletons to dance.