Two-thousand seven

[derherrwill]

Today I made friend's stomach full on White and Carotene. Bought spool of film that couldn't load, so sang unseen, by the river, surrounded by Huckleberry fantasy. Came late to class to learn was seen but not approached this morn, when exiting that coffeeshop where Friends I used to meet

Comments

[silfactor]

You would be a spectacular hip hop artist

[silfactor]

Lyrically, anyway

I suspect you have phat beats within your soul, though.

[derherrwill]

<3

[neptunesdemise]

... i got this killa up inside of me
i can't talk to my motha so i talk to
my diary ...

AND

Carl Jung vs. Sigmund Freud

[derherrwill]

hahaha

[hasalittlelamb]

although this completely defeats half of the purpose, wednesday night i wrote you a letter that i'm going to send to you. for some reason i thought that i would give it to you thursday morning, but i got a flat tire instead.

i slept forteen hours last night, which doesn't seem like a fulfilling numberas opposed to how i feeel right now but it is.

i hate commas and prepositions. we've all got our vices, too

[persephonae]

Let's shoot some muthafuckin' film, bitch.