Current mood:	lonely
Current music:	In My Darkest Hour - Megadeth

Pervasive Gore, Gruesome Images, Drug Use And Language
the surgury was absolutely horrid, i can't remember much besides it being horrid. they put the needle in my wrist and i was unconsious in seconds. they cut open my mouth to take out my bottom teeth, stiched up everthing else but "had to" leave those open, i flipped the fuck out when i discovered this. not only is that truely disgusting but it takes a few weeks to heal and i want to fucking smoke and be normal soon. everyone that told me this wouldn't be that bad was either trying to calm me or DEAD WRONG. oh yeah, i also bled profusely from my fuckin face for two days, wanna see...

i'm that metal.

DAY 3: i've taken medicane for swelling and kept ice on my face from the begining since looking like i have down syndrome was an issue for me. today i started looking a little kelly osbourne-like in the cheeks, but it's surprising better than expected. the bleeding stopped, i still can't eat food, i have to rinse with salt water and it's nasty, i have this syringe type thing for the holes in my mouth that i'm supposed to start today and i'm too afraid to know what to do with it, and i am constantly very sedated on pain killers. dana came over for a little while today, my hair is amazing because i had nothing better to do. i looked the devil in the face today...

my wisdom teeth


the bottom two were shattered, and the one on the right broken into three pieces is SATAN, the reason my jaw was killin me. right now, i have absolutely nothing to do with myself, maybe i'll make jason play def jam vendetta with me and lemme win.

okay, so if that was too grotesque, then you're a pussy, and here's a picture of my bunny sleeping on my bed...