we fell in love before recess, ran behind the fence
to where no one could reach us
and kissed.

chryssa and alcohol are getting a divorce.
our friend, dxm has been shot and buried.
i've got too many lost affections for the moments i've gotten myself into.
i dont care if i drink again as far as i can throw the bottle.

♥Chryssa and ♥Alcohol

• Are rumoured to have adopted no happy children.
• Are aspiring to listen to music together as it mightn't lead to pregnancy
• Are Hollywood's hottest couple.

we are in mexico for a while.

MEXICO NEVER CLOSES

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the nights are short with all the same sounds. the clock is chiming. it's out of rhythm. the constant buzz of the glowing screen and the hum of the hardrive working at my feet... early mornings i spend quiet and never speaking one word, and writing so much. i used to be scared of the darkness engulfing everything but the island that is my screen ( Read more... )

bever-love-ly and i hung out. buried a bird. smoked in its honor. smoked in its honor some more ( Read more... )

the clouds rained the saturday i landed back home from va ( Read more... )

and my friends are depressed

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