juiceboxx19's Journal

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  • You Got It Coming.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 11, 2011
    It's 9/11 which is easily the saddest day of the year. 10 years ago, the entire country got its ass destroyed, and ripped apart. To the bastards who did this--enough said. Prayers go out to the families of the lost ones, you're not forgotten, and forever in our hearts. R.I.P.
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  • He Still Has A Good Heart. And Despite Everything, I Still Love Him.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 11, 2011
    Ya know Butterfly all my life I knew I was a fuck-up and ever since I was little I been telling myself that I'm not worth it, not worth the fight--but there were times when I got it right if only for a while. I love you and Kiya more than words can explain--and AJ. I never tried to do anything--ever--as hard as I tried to be a good man and a father for AJ--do you understand?--I still wasn't good enough. I have to lay in here and think about that everyday. So sometimes I'm glad I wasn't there for you and Kiya. We all would of been all the more fucked-up because of it. --Dad.
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  • Tennis Baby.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 10, 2011
    US Open Finals? GO NADAL!! We love you! :D
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  • Can't Talk Me Out Of It This Time.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 10, 2011
    When one man dies, we all bleed.
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  • Came Home To Ben Laying In My Bed.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 10, 2011
    I'm up. Unfortunately. And no one is home.... So for the next few hours I'm gonna sit here and work on some stories. K? K.
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  • Good Night!

    by juiceboxx19 on September 10, 2011
    Just got home from the game and the dance. Gotta say I'm not in the best of moods. But I did get to see A.J. She's so beautiful--and she took my Skittles(: It's alright. I had some sour straws:D Well, I don't think I'll be getting much sleep tonight, so I'm gonna put in some ear plugs, and blast it.
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  • I Hope My Child Learns By Reflection, And Not The Way I Did.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 09, 2011
    By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest. --Confucius
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  • Well, Let's See.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 09, 2011
    Just made scrambled eggs and a hotdog. Only burnt myself once. Gonna take a shower, dry my hair, straighten my hair, charge my phone, grab a flatbill and head out the door. IT'S FOOTBALL FRIDAY PEOPLE!! :D Neon Dance afterwards, I'll get home around 1am, if I even get home, and then I'm hitting the bed. It's been a long day. I got D-Hall for answering a call from the father, and then cursing him. I got laid out in gym playing football--kid attacked me from the side and I hadn't thought out a plan yet. Mark and I have become friends, he said I was the only real person he's met since he got out of juvie. And truth to be told--he's the only one I've met that actually understands me. I've been told more than once that we look cute together and that we should date, and if I had the chance, I might give him a shot. Only problem is that he has girls coming at him left and right, but when it comes down to it, I'm pretty sure that none of them know him like I do. And it's only a few weeks into the school year. I don't know what's gonna happen, but whatever does, I'm not gonna fight it. If there's one thing I don't fight--it's fate.
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  • Must Have Been Fate.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 08, 2011
    And if I have to die tonight, I'll smile. I'll go to heaven and be your guardian angel. --Mark Redmond. I cried.
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  • I Got Hit With A Corndog In Lunch Today.

    by juiceboxx19 on September 07, 2011
    So...we played flag football in gym today. Quarterback throws the ball to me, and I take off running. Some chick comes up behind me and dives for my flag, but she misses. She fell, and her arm got rapped around my leg. Of course, I went flying, and landed right in the middle of the guys' football game. So I'm laying there in a tight little ball, and dudes are jumping over me, running over me, running around me, and I'm just hoping one of em doesn't murder me. Then an upperclassmen--ONE guy--comes to help me. He bends down, and goes, "Hey little girl. Are you okay?" And then I start cracking up. Ms. Richardson comes running screaming, "OHMYGOD!!! Are you okay? Anything hurt? Do I need an ambulance?" I tried to tell her I was fine, but I was laughing so hard that you couldn't understand a word that came out of my mouth. Then Allisyn goes, "She's laughing. Why is she laughing?" Ms. Richardson says, "I have no clue. I mean, that looked like it really hurt." Meanwhile, Cody is across the field yelling, "Be careful with my jacket!! Don't get my jacket dirty!!" Hahahahaha. Best. Class. Ever. On another note, Delinquent has been looking really sad lately, and I've seen bruises up and down his back, and all over his ribs. He told me he fell down some stairs, but it makes me wonder what he's been going home to. :'( I wish I could help, but he won't let me.
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