Kids piss me off. First of all, I will not drive all over this motherfucking desert looking for alcohol for YOU TO DRINK. I'm designated, therefore I don't give a shit if you're desperately sober, because you'll be just as miserable as me. There is very little more miserable than driving 4 smelly, drunk boys around all night. And then, THEY TELL ME ( Read more... )

So, I had the car keys literally yanked from my hands today.

"You going to school? Finding a job? Then, no car."

What. Happened?

It just took Microsoft Word about 12 seconds to realize that the incredibly long sentence I had typed was grammatically incorrect. It only took me 3. I win ( Read more... )

Graduation was perfect ( Read more... )

It is amazing how much people can project their own jealously and pettiness onto others, and expect them to care.

I'm not going to Nationals. I'm using the money(that I don't have) to get a car, and I'll go another year, when our team isn't so devoid of people I love. It makes me sad to bail, but this shit isn't worth it.

I don't know if going to school here is a good idea. And I don't know that staying here this summer is even a good idea, not that it's a choice. I'm scared to not bolt out of here the first shot I get, this city eats people. It eats everything ( Read more... )

She tells me, "You're late ( Read more... )

(this is on mypspace too, sorry for the double-ness of it all ( Read more... )

Why does the universe restrict me from all bad-kid-awesome-fun until the very last 2 weeks of school?

Making up for your negligence, huh, HUH?

Hot damn, I love me some livin'.

"Can I just have one more Moondance with you, my love?"

Good music, movies, and theatre, for that matter, are clearly meant to inspire all of humanity into a downright uproar in the name of astonishingly empowering love, and passion.

I highly doubt they exist for pure entertainment purposes. That would be a waste of potential.