right when i bring myself up,
i get dragged right back down.
right.
back.
down.
v
v
v
v
v
v
v
weak.

although it feels soooo good.

well work sucks. but first pay check is going to be $560. so i'm pretty stoked. i be rollin' in tha benjamins niggaaa.
[[and yes i get paid weekly]]
and i get paid more then you...TO TALK ON A PHONE ALL DAY!

holla!

i start work next week. wednesday.
tight.

( Alcoholic Horoscope..[[pretty tight]] )

Bring it on 2K6!
i'll fuck you in the ass.

reply to this post, and i'll tell you one of a lot of reason[s] why i like/love/adore you. then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.

1.Bartending School.
2.Job[[s]] yes, plural.
3.Save Money. [[a lot]]
4.Move to CA.

that about covers it.
moving on, no regrets.

sup? my name is Lindsay and i have a MOHAWK! tight.

i don't have any real friends.
you really do only have yourself.
i'm just not close to anyone anymore.
i have no "best" friends.

i really just want to move out of this goddamn state.

christmas is my least favorite holiday. but i wish it was snowing and i had a snowboard.

-i'm going to be on broadway ( Read more... )