this journal doesn't exist anymore. it isn't real. It's a version of me that went out of style a few months ago. it represents a different part of me. A part i've let go of. I'm not sure if it's a less worthy version, or a much better one? Or maybe i'm the same, but i'm just a hell of a lot more fortunate. Well, I've always been really fortunate. I ( Read more... )

this livejournal = dead!

add my new Livejournal(which i'll actually be updating often)

http://www.livejournal.com/users/jeremy_elijah/

everyone add. especially the enemies.

stole the car
drove towards mexico<3

adios!

seriously.

why do I have a livejournal?

WE ARE EVERYWHERE.

there's this adorable purple thing holding your hair back.

If I told you outloud, you'd probably laugh, and call me silly.

So I figured I'd let you find out what I'm thinking by time I'm already gone.

But don't worry

I'll be back, darling.

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I'm wish I was some great painter-so I could paint a picture of the world that I wish we lived in together. The music thing isn't cutting it.

JE

i've got a terrible feeling about this.

"the sides of my head hurt".

I spent this weekend WORKING....I didn't write any nifty live journal entries, and update my myspace profile picture...or go to some party with really cool friends.

Then I found out today that some people...did all that stuff. And, that's nice and all-but I've a question for everyone in the entire world; especially them:

Where IS YOUR SPINE?

I don't know why don't know why don't know why I

can't get enough of your love babe.

(1974)

note to self: stop hurting the people you love.