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I want to drive down to the beach and get drunk on cheap red wine. I want to mark the end of summer with a bang or at least a little fire. Sometimes I get so tired of being me but I don’t know how to get away from myself. The fat little girl in the corner who wishes she was thin says Account Status as she puts on her pretty boy face. That would ( Read more... )

There’s only so much time in a day, in an hour, in a minute and the thing that time does more than anything else is change the way things are. Time changes the way we see the events that make up our past and what we want for the future but change is something we don’t think much about in the present because time seems to stand still in the ‘here ( Read more... )

I want to have a steamy affair with a cup of coffee while I debate the merits of boyfriend stealing. I guess I was just born bad ( Read more... )

Is it just me or do people around here tend to take things way too seriously? None of us are fucking brain surgeons. This isn't life or death. Nobody cares if the chicken came before the egg. As long as they both got off what does it matter?

When I was fifteen someone told me I was perfect, they even made a website and dubbed it Perfection. I remember laughing, because I've never thought of myself as anything close to ideal. My ears are huge, for one thing. I'm impatient for another, although more with myself than anyone else ( Read more... )

Hey.
A real update will be in this space as soon as I'm finished setting up the journal and shit