"You know, I have slept with a lot of guys in the industry, but none of them helped me get my record deals. Which is annoying."

I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.  
Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.  
In time the curtain-edges will grow light.  
Till then I see what’s really always there:  
Unresting death, a whole day nearer now,  
Making all thought impossible but how  
And where and when I shall myself die.  
Arid interrogation: yet the dread
Of dying, ( Read more... )

“Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the world force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren’t inherently bad people, but they aren’t the right people for us. And as hard as it is, ( Read more... )

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I love living in Paris

i don't really update this very much just because it 1 because a collection of really petty retellings of every day events and stupid shit and also because i am busy as hell, and too much is going on for me to even record any of it

my jaundice brings all the b0is 2 tha yard
and they're like "what's wrong with your skin"
and i'm like "it's a medical condition"
and they're like "is it contagious?"
and i'm like "no it's not"
and they're like "oh okay"
and i'm like "yeah"
and then i go back inside :(

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 A drug person can learn to cope with things like seeing their dead grandmother crawling up their leg with a knife in her teeth. But no one should be asked to handle this trip. Especially not this guy.