wastoid, spazoid, insta-gratification, gimme-now scum.

can you dig it?

Helena Bonham Carter is the sexiest psychotic villain ever. I want to be her when I am grown.

punk commeradery: a stranger throwing trailmix at you from his car window, because you're walking to the mini-mart, because you don't eat the meat that's being served at the BBQ, but you have an anemic headache, & he overheard your situation & felt like being a pal ( Read more... )

that i'm getting the shit beaten out of me, & that i'm enjoying it.

but you kids don't really wanna read about that stuff, do you?

Rest In Peace, Grampa.

I knew something felt strange about today.

lesbians at the pewter rose & blues all night.

happy birthday momma.

brit lit would be awesome.
but it's ew.
i hate it when teachers give you assignments like
write a poem!
no.
give me something i'm not going to have to be personal about; you're not my art teacher, you're my english teacher.

If you look hard you can find a
Rainbow trail it’s deep inside ya
Goldenlight on everything gleaming
We are rainbowarriors
Evil come not near
Rainbow love awaits us
With hearts of love and tearz

it's easier to play the victim than think in a progressive direction.
rap music can be awesome.
phone conversations with jesse, eric, & satori are better sustinance than food, religion, or western medicine.
i'm going to asheville this weekend-it's going to be EPIC.
i won't regret seeking comfort; admitting that you're weak is more empowering than ( Read more... )

to seeee satori!

♥

we're going to party & go to the drum circle.

this is just what i needed.

...

it's about to storm.
i love that.

is making moves on me & i don't know how to react.

it's throwing me because i'm pretty sure i'm not into him like that, but now i'm not sure because of this.
dammit dammit dammit

i don't know why i'm writing this here.