he's lying on my bed looking at my pictures. i have three where he's looking, one of me and my girls, one of my kittie, and this one...


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eck moved out...
so...
those times.

...the best those times of my life!

1) Was 2005 a good year for you ( Read more... )

i'm not a fucking artist, i never have been, and more importantly... i never will be. i need to get myself out of this place before it kills me compleatly. i keep breaking down. and i don't know what to do anymore. i don't know where to turn. i don't even know who to talk to because i don't know who i can trust. i feel as though i have lost myself ( Read more... )

wow, she's me... on stage atleast.

You moved like honey in my dream last night ( Read more... )

"all these crazy things going on, like monkeys fornicating with goats ( Read more... )

i keep breaking down. i have no clue what is wrong with me. all i want to do anymore is curl up into a ball and sleep. except, i can't sleep. so i keep finding myself lying in my bed with the covers pulled tightly up around me. no lights, no sounds, just myself to confort me. unless, my room mate is here, then i have lights that wont go away and ( Read more... )

1. Was your first kiss good or bad? i was to young to know what i good kiss would be, i was 5 and he was 7, we were best friends, we were sitting on his front step drinking pepsi, which was odd cause his family never had soda, and he told me to close my eyes and then he kissed me ( Read more... )

today... i walked around on my break taking pictures. and i took a photograph of this really nice homeless man... for a dollar. i don't know, it just made me think about things. and i mean really think. but i have to go to class now, so i'll right later. maybe.

i think i love him...

i don't want to, not yet atleast. we really aren't anything. yet i practically lived with him for three weeks. this is killing me.