I admit my intentions were romance.as it happens... Yuko slept over last night because she was stumbling drunk and her roomate was fuckiug. we talked about our fathers and Disney movies and drinking problems. she didn't puke once and I was glad for that. a lot of ramen and rice together ( Read more... )

I hit a girl in the eye with a Bargs rootbeer can today and she cried and stumbled back to her room clutching her eye. Goliath hath been slain.

I'm not sure why but I think I'm in love. Just a general feeling of warmth and excitement washes over me every night when I open up my drawer and know that I'll be getting some. I'm a godamned creep.

bad poetry and little lies
sexual frustration and petty cries for help
determination and eyes firmly set on distant and lofty goals
ta-da!
welcome to life. take a number.

i am finally seeing that i was the one worth leaving i am finally seeing that i was the one worth leaving i am finally seeing that i was the one worth leaving i am finally seeing that i was the one worth leaving i am finally seeing that i was the one worth leaving i am finally seeing that i was the one worth leaving i am finally seeing that i was ( Read more... )

Dear public access journal,
I am a drunk. I think I like drinking a lot.
Sincerely,
Lindsey

hi, i'm at school. my internet didn't work for the first week or so but now i am fully established. i would like to give a big 'ol 'i'm sorry' to those kids that got offended by my lack of online presence.
update: i spent my weekend playing edward 40oz hands with 8 boys. i tried to skate drunk and skinned my ankle.

school is coming soon and i've been trying to think of a way to summarize my summer vacation... a nice package deal that i can write in my paper journal to remind myself of things i have learned/things i've done.
all i can think about is making out.
who i've made out with and why.
this type of thought is perilous.

i can't remember the last time i felt so vacuous. i have nothing to say and i love it.

dear journal,
last night i went to amherst massachussets and got sloshy. i haven't slept in two days. everything got fucked up with a capital fucked.
your friend,
lindsey