the thing is, this thing makes me sick. i can't be candid. i dont use lj to jot down meaningless passages of time in my life, i use it to explore the extent of writing. or something. so im saying so long to this again. ihave another one that i keep for the real things i keep inside me. feel free to ask, or not. no strings, just love, and very happy

things are harder than ever, but, i guess, i'm learning more than ever. i think it may be time to start this thing up again, even if i'm the only one who's listening. maybe that's all that matters anyhow.

ill find my own way home if i gotta
ill make it all alone if i gotta

in approximately six and a half hours i will be a senior
fuck
yeah

lets do this.

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the show last night was completely awesome. Fall Out Boy<3 and Matchbook Romance played especially well and the FOB boys dressed up as Super Mario Bros characters. Fuck yes.

p.s. since when am I a part of gayfest and ska brigade? Someone should inform me of these things, man.

( I am a loser+sam's not coming for another half hour )

( we are easily amused. )

*some guy talking about George Washington or some other important dead guy on tv*
Sam: "What'd they call him?"
Me: "His Rotundity."
Sam: "...What does that mean?"
Me: "Fat"
Sam:"Oh why didnt they just call him Fatty?"
hahahahahahahahaahahha.

Nervous breakdown here I come. I hope you'll be as happy to see me break as you make it seem.