my friends are so fake. I need new ones.

are there people in this world that don't base sociality on false confidence or pretentious blahgs? a;lskfja;lsd. I'll just find comfort and understanding in my books.

it's raining outside. I would sit on the porch and read but each drop is like a bullet through a blanket of thick musty air that would cook me.

clocks are all flashing 12:00, good thing I don't use those.

holy cows and ducks alike.

"...yours sincerely, lionel"

I think this bag of fritos is getting me intoxicated.

this is cool.

I wrote this "J" on my hand yesterday as a reminder of calling Jason when I got home. not only did I forget to call him but apparently I slept on it and now there's this big J on my face. this tiny little cup I got from starbucks says "tall" on it. marketing is so easy ( Read more... )

my legs are trying to walk away from me. I can't catch them without distancing myself further.

"North Korea has first ever bank robbery. Police searching for three armed men who have "enough money to buy food."

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"...Sum up your opinion or impression of me in one word, leave it as a comment in this posting, and then post this sentence in your own journal."

stolen from the flair'd alexia.

this is now from the future.

I'm 8 slices of brisket fatter.

maybe some pickles too.

there's a faith33 rumor sloshing around.

every morning I want to kill 80 or so people-drivers that do nothing more in this world than steal my oxygen.

RESPONSE: yes, plain rain is just as good.

one half mix. djarum splash. eighteen different paperclip sizes.

there's a mystery tool box sitting here that had to come from the nether-region. Nobody knows what it is or where it came from.

ahaAH@HAHahh!123

my special pen of the day just disappeared. i'm furious. someone is going to exhaust it's magic.

demons messed up my computer. music is slow and some old-steffie-esque lady keeps living at my house for week's at a time.

it's raining, i'm floored.