| I last posted 1 year and day ago. I don't really miss it anymore, but I was wondering if we still had anyone who checked up on us every once and a while, so let us know if you do.
Who knows, maybe we'll humor you with our wit and our satire. Then again, you can't expect anything from girls.
--Chas
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| So at current, highschool drama is at Cat 5. But I'm learning a
lot. And I'm trying to love. And I think that's all anyone
can ask of me right now.
P.S. My New Site
--Chas--
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| I just got back from Omaha. It was amazing, absolutely incredible. Not the city, it felt just like Wichita except for with a bit of a slope every once in a while, but the people I met and the things I got to experience.
First my whole heart goes out to Chris. He's a doll. I'll probably miss him the most because he was the only one to carry a full length conversation with me besides Maria and Monique.
Then Rob. He's just strange...or maybe I just think that because he didn't ever say much to me except when trying to convince me to hate him. It didn't work.
Alex...poor kid. We love you.
And everybody else was pretty cool too.
I kind of miss Trent right now. I also kind of forgot where he went.
Goodnight my loves.
-Chasity
Sweet And Sass 07
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| We've decided to redesign the magazine layout and brighten it up, adding a little bit more hope to the lives of those who post here, and entertainment for the people who actually care enough to read this.
We realize that it might be silly to post emotions online. To rant. To complain. To post our problems for people on the Internet to read. But for some mysterious reason, it happens to make everything less traumatizing. It's a release to be able to share. It's a release to be able to let you know we're not okay.
But we're trying.
And there is nothing wrong with trying.
He's giving me new hope. The kind that I've been looking for since I was born. The kind that I want.
-Ness.
beautyfails
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| He can be so nice, then so mean. He can care and protect, make you laugh, and at the same time play games with your head. And after he's done with that, he'll tear your heart out,
rip it in to the smallest fragments known to man ... and leave it on
the floor, while all you can do is stand there, not being able to cry
because you're so numb.
Because you thought that there was something there when really there
was nothing but a wayward boy out to break a poor girl's fragile heart
... because he didn’t know what he wanted.. It's funny how the people that hurt us the most swore they never would.
This isn't for me. I already know, but have put myself in this position again.
-Chas
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