i want to eat your watermelon

I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM OR WHAT I'M DOING REALLY. IF YOU'VE SEEN THE REAL ME AROUND, TELL HER TO GIVE ME A CALL, I NEED TO TALK. TELL HIM HOW MUCH I MISS HER. SHE IS LOVELY AND HE IS TOO. WHO ARE WE?

i pretend to be okay when i'm not. and i spin in circles like a whirling dervish. and i whine like a little bitch. and i kiss lots of girls to make me feel better about myself. i'm pretty sure i don't like myself. i have to put it on this internet journal so that you'll say it's okay and make me feel better. i don't think anyone can make ( Read more... )

you can tell, because i'm up at 4:36 desperately trying to write a two page paper for my Renaissance Europe history class. i have class at 9:35 tomorrow. these numbers do not merge. they do not fit. i do not like them together. probably less than four hours sleep plus two morning classes equals a shite morning. why is it easier to write about ( Read more... )

i have this irrational fear that i am retarded and everyone just pretends that i'm normal, and accepts me as retarded, but makes no mention of it to me.

we are the dollars and cents, we are the pounds and pence.\\

an airbag saved my life.\\

you can be one too,
just keep on pushing through.//

today i woke up and there was an englishman in my kitchen. he and my mother gave me a ride to school, and no one was there. kenny and i ate lunch at A&S. back at school, i read a really good book in the courtyard. it was so sunny that i had to sit in the shade so as not to be blinded by the pages. after that, i thought i was dreaming when the ( Read more... )

These questions three... er, five were put to me by Tiana ( Read more... )

the perfection is returning.

be warned.

i am totally, completely
totally