i should just write this pattern down and record the history of our demise. yes...the collective pattern of self-destructive thought and narcissistic dreaming ( Read more... )

talking to you on the phone is torture sometimes because i know how far away you are. that sucks.

i have the greatest bffff in the world.

and i'm locking myself in my apartment tonight and writing. end of story. god i'm fucking crazy.

there's life in the hallway and i'm dead asleep.

you're right, it's like trying to wake the fucking dead. sorry bud.

here's to fucking sweet conversations with rich kim while i'm listening to bad death metal. i love my life right now.

yep. it's gonna be a 10000000000 livejournal post evening. be prepared.

this has NOT been a good weekend ( Read more... )

i miss you so much right now.

please come home. and then leave home and drive up here to see me. talking to you on the phone today seriously made my day.

i guess i'll just have to settle for next weekend. i miss you. and your hot hair. happy advance birthday. xo.

you don't fucking get it ( Read more... )

sometimes i wonder if they'd ever understand ( Read more... )

staring at the face of an uncertain future never felt so damn good ( Read more... )

i didn't think it was possible to be this complete and content and scared shitless at the same time ( Read more... )