last night i dreamed about a girl. it was like we had hung out for a while and we were good friends. and for some reason or another i told her that i would give her the best first kiss she had ever gotten. and she asked me how i was going to manage that. my answer was that it was going to take some conch shells and a refridgerator. then out of no ( Read more... )

if there were ever a time i used the phrase "______ rocks my socks off" it would be when describing fall out boys album from under the cork tree.

i think that anyone who can put up with four very slightly talented pop stars attempt to sing a popular old song instead of listening to the original has no taste in music whatsoever and should possibly stick to gregorian chant labeled as meditation music

...a whimsical attempt to make light of yesterday

i dont think you can trully be meditating if you are listening to a meditation for dummies cd or something of the same nature with a more attractive name. kinda like those self help books. its not self help if you have to read a lame book to get your shit together. its a book help book because obviously you arent capable of self help you need the

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its amazing how quickly i can hate him when the fact is that she never even tried to stop him.

tonight made it clear, im wasting your time and im so very sorry. no worries mate. things will be different now.

note to self:

only thing that happens when you throw yourself at someones feet:

they walk on you.

it seems that when i really need a friend to talk to they are occupied. id imagine im just that selfish...