dear diary,

cashelle is very very mean. okay?
she is mean and she makes me sad.

until next time.

aurora

when insomnia comes around its best to have private dance parties with Z and listen to
tracy and the plastics.

lickity split goes out like, uhm.. rain or shine.


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one of the secretarys here got tapped by a car on her way home last night, she didnt go to the doctor or anything..
and the lawyers are feeding on her like a goldfish in a piranha tank, sue... sue... sue...
i wanna go home.

erin and ange are the two most beautiful people on the planet ( Read more... )

i was thinking about how ventricles can anchor half across the world, & you would never know the end of it, or even that you had changed timezones ( Read more... )

i think i have a post trumatic break up / rebound crush on everyone.
and although it's normal (right?), i feel a little ridiculous.

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VD actually wasn't the worst this year.
it's about time.
i got to see j.b. whom i heart x a billion, even though i missed his set.
i left my knitting needles in his car.
christ.

i embarrassed myself immensely two nights ago (what are friends for?) and i'm never going out again. remember the girl that always went into earwax, the one with the bad tattoos on her elbows, and indie rock boy hair. yeah her. god. it's the worst. i'm afraid of running into almost everyone. i want a couple guitars and perhaps my t-shirts?

the end