it makes you blind. it does you in. it makes you think you're pretty tough. it makes you prone to crime and sin. it makes you say things off the cuff. its very small and made of glass and grossly overadvertised. it turns a genius to an ass and makes a fool think he is wise. it could make you regret your birth or turn cartwheels in your best suit. ( Read more... )

i love your depression; i love your double chin.

we treated the days as if they'd kill us if they could.
ringing out the hours like blood drenched bed sheets
to keep wintertime at bay but december showed up anyway.

stupor.

suck it up. university is intellectual boot camp. they WANT to break you.

... don't let them.

... but she breaks just like a little girl.

life is ephemeral. don't waste it looking up big words.

the episode in which our heroine gets overly drunk on jagermeister and tequila (alternately), and is forced to acknowledge fate ( Read more... )

what is love?

baby, don't hurt me.

don't hurt me no more.

i'm gettin' high on the back porch. i sing to the empties and cigarette butts; i know that this song is about you. i'd sing to your face but i've got no guts to.