Chapter 2: Some Baby Roots ( Read more... )

Chapter 1: On The Mean Streets, And A Baby Without A Home ( Read more... )

everything in my life could just go horribly wrong...every one i used to call "friends" could forget that i even exist ( Read more... )

la la love you...i love you...i love you....i love you....all i'm sayin pretty baby....la la love you....don't mean maybe....

i want a man who loves the pixies...

and not in the queer punk rock way...

Take the quiz: "What Tila Tequila pose are you??? (lots of hot pics!!)"

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Lord i don't know if i'll ever be back again....oh oh oh ....la la la laaaaaaohhhhhohhhh.......

That's how long until I leave for work. Once I leave for work, it'll take twenty minutes to get there. Then another forty minutes of pre-work. Then several hours of work-work. Then a twenty minute drive to the place of resting. Then quite possibly i'll drive another 30 minutes to my moms ( Read more... )

Nothing new under the sun. There is nothing that is new. I feel lonely. I feel frightened. Only this feeling of emptiness is left when you stop and ponder the void. I am a void ( Read more... )

HAHAHAAH! I am a flighty, be-speckled goober who likes romanticizing my life and metaphors ( Read more... )

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