Remember how you felt tonight.

I knew this game wouldn't be fun anymore when they said she'd be my first target.

I dropped my French class this quarter, and it feels so good.

It really has more to do with the money than with anything else, and they shouldn't be mad at me for it.

This dryness is really affecting me.

I saw Sam today. I asked him how much time they said he had left for this. Two weeks, they said ( Read more... )

I had accidentally killed somebody, and they put me on death row. They were supposed to give me a lethal injection within hours. I kept flailing my arms in hopes of catching on to some small morsel of hope, but the only thing within reach was the ridiculous prospect of fleeing to Mexico. Still, even that absurd and probably unlikely prospect was ( Read more... )

I still haven't found that bra ( Read more... )

After washing it, I left my bra out to ( air-dry )

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I may have overcommitted myself. Not sure yet.
Hope I'm not getting sick.

Went out last night. It's impossible to get me inebriated.
You mix a man and some alcohol and you get something else.

The strange thing is, once I did get back to LA, I started to miss Chicago a little bit.

Isa's alarm woke me up. It didn't stop ringing for about fifteen minutes. It drives me crazy every morning because she insists on ignoring it for an absurdly long time before turning it off.