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i'm hiking as i type. And i'm 10 seconds away from passing the fuck out and dying. I just tripped over a rock. At least it's pretty.

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"I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me."

question of the evening: why?

i've been getting asked if i'm mischa barton more and more lately. the other day it was at target. seriously, people, would mischa be shopping sans posse at the target in tustin? i really don't think so.

but, fuck it. i'm flattered.

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i find life utterly hilarious. does anyone else find life utterly hilarious?

i chose the wrong path a few months ago, and i'm paying for it now. my deepest and sincerest apologies to the one i hurt. i wish i could make it up to you, somehow. (and i wonder if you'll even know it's you i'm talking about.)

it's time for a change. in a good way.

i saved a cat.
i named her hope.
she loved me up.
someone opened the garage.

hope's gone.