the girl from tech campus. i want to hang out with her if only i could pretend distance wasnt a problem because it is, and you fucking know it. deerfield is too far away from antioch. donna is too far from shawn. this is piss. listen to shellac - prayer to god. listen to tilly and the wall - do you dream at all. listen to alot of marlyn manson. ( Read more... )

somewhere in between chapters in a linguistics books i paused to write an entry here. so i dropped out of highschool a few weeks ago, and now im working a full time dishwashing gig at the local diner never mentioned here earlier called bobbys lakeside restuarant. i was dating a nice girl named anne until she met a nicer guy named dan, and after ( Read more... )

i need help, and fast. friends from florida, find me via cellphone, im looking to run away on bike there real soon. brittany, my new address is 1037 main street, antioch illinois, 60002. my cellphone for the florida friends [and new jersey ones too], is 847.307.1638. find me, please! any way you know how!

nikki broke up with about a week and a half ago. since then ive been finding new ways to keep myself happy. like cigarettes, breaking and entering, chicago punk shows, shroom smoothies, pepsi, candles, and writing letters to sweet pen pals. my nose is bleeding. im wearing a pair of shin guards just because. i did things with a girl i wish i hadnt ( Read more... )

the last few days, you says, are what magic is made of. or something corny and fantastic of the like. friday. i wear a suit to school, with a bright red tie and a brand new purple mohawk. i ditch eighth hour to catch a train to mundelein. first i spend twenty dollars on roses, then i spend ten dollars on food, then i spend five dollars on the train ( Read more... )

it started with my mom warning me, you have to leave, you have to get out, rico might be home soon, he might find out. so i left with my backpack and my books and my movie camera and rode my bike to the library in the middle of the beforenoon-time day. i got there and i read a book and fell asleep in the comfy comfy chairs and met a man whos ( Read more... )

new problem: i dont know what to write

i got real real drunk last night. a thousand smirnoff twists and two hundred thousand mgd's later and im feeling hung over and wired. weird.

i got suspended again. third time in seven days at school. first time equals me taking off my pants in commons. second time equals me making a knife and throwing it at bobby p. third time equals me stealing an entire brown bus seat. the entire seat, fuckers. the entire seat, fuckers. the entire seat, said the fucker. my stomach is vomiting blood ( Read more... )

tonight was the most perfect night of my life. its one of those nights where i had to much fun, to much sombrero, to much life, but not enough time. tonight, the last day of march, was probably the finest day of spring break. and what did we do? we did nothing out of the terrifyingly ordinary. a thrift store, borders, dinner at jen/nys, and a few ( Read more... )