Holy shit. My life is so beautiful.

They told him to see the world, so he told them the World was in Chicago.

Her name is Rhae, and he met her while living through a London-overcast weekend in a foreign land twelve miles outside of Philadelphia. It was a invitation-only college visit that this weekend operated under the guise of...

So how does he do this, now that they're gone from ( Read more... )

Now that no one reads this anymore, I can slap whatever the fuck I want to the face of this ( Read more... )

I'm okay.

 I am a shell of a man!

You have made... seafood of me! Damn!

Nobody does it better.

Makes me feel sad fooorrr the reeessst.

Nobody does it... quuuuiiiittteee as good as me!

Baby, I'm the beeeesssssst!

Nobody does it

Quite the way I doooooo.

Why do I have to be soooo goooood?

366 days ago... her songs are time machines.

 Actually, having just opened another twenty-four (yeah... it was tough) college letters with my katana - it doubles well as an effective if not unwieldy and dangerous letter-opener - I retract that statement about Whitman and extend it to every college but NYU, Amherst, Williams, and Kenyon.

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 Whitman College says, "I'm impressed Eddie, with your great academic achievements so far in high school."

You know my PSAT score, not what I've done. I will not be a number to you. Fuck you.

Oh daydreamer, sit down and don't look
I'm gluin' your shoes to the ground.