Hopefully, you'll read this. Maybe one of our mutual "friends" will be kind enough to pass it on to you. If not, at least I can say it was therapeutic.

To Korey,
I was avoiding this because I'm tempted to let sleeping dogs lie, but apparently that's not good enough for you. You had to make it another piece of teenage drama for you to spread around ( Read more... )

There's this long-standing joke that my mom and I used to share about my brothers, and I think I finally get it.

How do you know when an addict is lying?
His lips are moving.

It's not fucking funny.

Me: I made a super-delicious chai latte at work today.
Mom: You're going to get fat drinking all that stuff.
Me: You are fat, so fuck off.

I need a major change in my life. Desperately.
That's all.

My mother came home with McDonalds for herself and a diet book for me. A graduation gift, she said.
I'm not surprised, but it doesn't make it hurt any less.
For the record, I've lost 20 pounds this semester simply as a result of sheer self-control. For the record, I'm officially underweight. But my mother seems keen to overlook this fact--and that ( Read more... )

fuck and run by liz phair (before she got all slutty and subhuman ( Read more... )

if you have an mp3 engine, download all of these.

music list
list twelve of your current favorite songs (i can't just do six, that's obscene) and tag six people to do this too.1. crazy on you by heart ( Read more... )

Thanks to my baby nephew, I got a whopping 28 minutes of sleep last night. (Yes, I clocked it). I can even feel The Tired in my fucking shins, of all places. Then there was the added bonus of opening at Diva's at the crack of dawn this morning. I still have to take the math placement and Spanish placement exams today before I leave for Drake at the ( Read more... )

Graduation was sad. Very sad. I guess it just hit me, the gravity of all the experiences I've had with these people who I'll probably never see again in any meaningful way. I messed up my speech but people liked it anyway. Tyler messed up the slideshow, but I cheered anyway. 'Twas a lovely evening. I cried once, when Freddy played "What a Wonderful ( Read more... )

I'm visiting Drake this week. I leave Thursday. I'm excited but mostly scared and sad.
I miss late nights, meaningless conversation, sloppy kisses and playground love.
Someone should take me out to dinner. I promise I won't eat. I swear, I won't gain a pound.
Someone should tell me they love me.
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