mmmmmm, soccer players.

no more jack daniels for joni, at least for a while.

also, RIP my dog.

I feel as if I'm looking for something, and I neither know where or what it is.

Edit: I hate summer. There, I said it. I fucking loathe this obscenely hot season.

I don't know who I am or what I want, but I do know this: most people suck. I am not a fan.

I have slept 2 out of the last 48 hours ( Read more... )

If I don't survive the next three weeks, tell my family I love them.

So, my 19 year old cousin is getting married at the end of May (yeah, I know, fucking ridiculous), and I'm thinking about going ( Read more... )

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Last night, I had a strangely relaxing and tranquil dream where I was alone, in a house I didn't recognize, feeling slightly melancholy. So I stood up, and walked down the street to this community pool that I used to frequent in the summers of my childhood when we lived in a small North Dakota town. I stripped down to my bathing suit, and dived in ( Read more... )