BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ( Read more... )

This is how cara signed off her last e-mail:
"
dairy-free and no gmo love,
c
"

I fucking love it.

I'm home, home,
don't wanna be here
hate driving in cars
do not like the no walking no walking no one to talk toooo
Miss Phoebe d'Heurle, how I miss thee.

It's 1993.7 miles, roughly, from here to Grass Valley, Ca.
and most of the trip is spent on I-10
it's 3 days of driving, 2 if we don't check out any cities along the way
I-10 is mainly lonely desert in the middle of nowhere. What a good place to get some thinking done.
This trip had better come through.

I am so ultra mega sick.
I mean, you can have no idea of the sickness which I am beholding right now. I'm so mother fockering sick.
That's all.
And I'm making brownies tomorrow. DELICIOUS

What the fuck? Unclean. Being in his arms is more repulsive than being a leper ( Read more... )

So I am very like...
you know. Very unhappyish. And I do not know what to do...
so I will go sit somewhere and write poems of love to you.
Cause that's the only thing I can think of that sounds at all worth my time...there is partying and such, but that does not interest me.
I will post the love poems. Farewell.

Announcement ( Read more... )

Hendrix and his band of Gypsies were pretty FUCKING BADASS ( Read more... )

"Mr.Eisenberg ( Read more... )