ill listen to yours, and ill laugh, ill look at the ground and count to ten.later ill look back up and hope the subjects changed. mines fucked up, but i wont talk about it. ill just wait for the perfect denominator, shift my weight, run it around until im so sick i cant feel it anymore ( Read more... )

silent dancing ( Read more... )

oh holiday. time at moms feels like killing time. like vacation is just a waiting room and its so boring and lonesome i almost want to get my named called and go back to my life and get my teeth drilled out of my skull ( Read more... )

i had that end of the world dream again. this time rachel and i are driving and we can see the bomb falling, i frantically tell her i love her and everything goes white. i wake up to the 3am party noises coming from upstairs. want to go up and say hello but cant do it, its too cold outside ( Read more... )

i can smell everything i write today [p.u.]nothing comes out right. why? why cant i ever write a second draft? why do i have to be tied up in knots, why cant i ever relax? why do dreams about boys make me so sad? why does seeing friends make me so lonely? can i wake you up and sleep in your bed? can you give me a hug and make me something ( Read more... )

im going to a show drunk three nights in a row. getting my nostalgia on. hot in santa cruz today. lonely lonely. shanna's house is my new past time. driving fast through the wind-y forest, hand out the window, same songs in my brain. same landmarks every time. trees and ghosts and stray dogs and babies who say "wh- youu doing" and "'s scaary ( Read more... )

nice dinner at the updoor neighbors.we sat on their balcony, and they fed us soup and drinks. you know what? our house used to be a bordello, true fact.

perms are so hard. hav e you ever rolled a perm? thank your lucky dog

hallo friends,
the era of JICE CAKE has ended. shed a tear!
if you wish to, you are now obliged to contact me at:
agnes_rum@hotmail.com
it follows, that my new screen identity is...
AGNES RUM.

yesterday i was feeling so sad. i got some chocolatey doughnuts and went for a walk around town. i came to a football game going on in a nearby school, and i stood behind a big long ivy-covered fence and watched the cheerleaders and the hyper little children, and the doughnuts started to taste like dirt in my mouth, i was so sad. i dont know ( Read more... )

7 days in school, and the gossip is underway. this is going to be a dramatic process, obviously. hollie tried to fuck sarahs boyfriend!! victorias a bitch! yolanda eats dirt and john collins said CAMELTOE ( Read more... )