harry1991

Hmmm. Firstly, I just read my last journal, and quite frankly, I'm surprised at what I wrote. I don't seem to remember ever ending one with 'Go fuck yourselves', but hey; first time for everything right? So this new-fangled dA points out to me that I'm subscribed, albeit only for the next 3 weeks and two days. Which I think, might just be the retirement of this here journal. I really don't see the need for it any more, just a public page upon which I write little details about my inane life, which none of you really should need to know. It has been about 3 weeks since my last little entry, so I'm guessing this will probably be my last, bei

There are three types of people known to me. Those that don't give a fuck, those that act like they do when they don't, and those that do. Can you guess which I hate? Quite frankly I don't care, just say it to my face. That is all I ask. This particular journal is directed to several people, most of whom don't even know the existence of this, but the message I feel still remains valid. * Start of Happy Part * In other news, Jess is back (for a limited time only!), and appears to have passed out next to me. LOL. And maybe next year I should not spend so much on Christmas. I said that last year as well, but I think there is more reason to

12:43? I do wish a Merry Christmas to thee. But also, one unnamed aunty gave me a book for my birthday; "Love Letters of Great Gentlemen". Before you laugh it's actually not a bad book. ANYWAY~! the reason I'm saying this, is because i Found this one really, well I'm not sure what, like personal? real somehow. I mean not that they aren't all real, but more vivid. Somehow; To Constanze, sent from Vienna, 6 June 1791. I have this moment received your dear letter and am delighted to hear that you are well and in good spirits. Madame Leutgeb has laundered my nightcap and neck-tie, but I should like you to see them! Good God! I kept on telling