i think i've just been through the worst moments of my time. and i think its getting better now ( Read more... )

...people just make things sadder. those you love to be with just make you realize how everything's gone ghetto food fight onto them, and those you hate were the ones putting blades in the scrambled eggs.
and i can't do anything about anything except make things worse...which is much too easy.
i think i need to take a drive..

Even the sun-clouds this morning cannot manage such skirts.
Nor the woman in the ambulance
Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly ----

sylvia plath is killing me and i'm loving it.

...and fuck the depression stereotypes.

i missed hempfest today to go to work and have my boss accuse me of stealing.
Apparently having black hair and not jumping on the white-trash gung-ho american bandwagon makes me untrustworthy.

last nite a guy asked if i wanted to smoke from the 4 fter in his vintage two-toned van.
and i just realized we never followed up...
...bastard.

i don't see how you see out of your window ( Read more... )

my grandpa died last nite.

and hunter s. thompson died the nite before.

two fucking amazing genius hardcore beautiful alcoholics get to drink wild turkey in the clouds. no more pain.

I'm in love with a boy that's not even born yet. Shit he only weighs six soul-filled little pounds ( Read more... )

wow. why does the little animated girl turn blonde when she pukes?...maybe blondes have a lower tolerancy...
my heart beats every ten seconds.
I need Nyquil.

parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve

fuck if i ever caught lovely Rita i'd shave her face with some mace in the dark.