The perfect man ( Read more... )

they love me, they really, really love me.

i find that the best thing to do after someone has broken your heart (and this is after screaming blindly and throwing things) is to look absolutely fantastic the next day. it's a point of pride, i guess. in any case, jeff buckley is the only thing i can listen to without being reminded of somethingerother. and while this is one of those things ( Read more... )

you know that feeling where you're trying to write something maybe, and you know what you want to say and you know its going to be good, but there's just so much in your head that you cant seem to make out the words? its very exciting and at the same time very awful. it's like your head is too big for your body and filled up with everything you ( Read more... )

so anyway, since i absolutely despise myspace, i followed some california people's lead and joined facebook for high school. i actually just did it because i was bored and found it very cool that pmhs exists on the internet somewhere besides echalk. (i did this last night, procrastinating for my english poem) and just now i was practically ( Read more... )

my "high school experiences" poem sounds like i was tripping on acid for grades 9-12. jesus christ.

1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you ( Read more... )

by popular demand (i.e. kati!) here i am again ( Read more... )

cant sleep. so i cleaned out my closet. now my closet is very neat, and very organized, and the rest of my room is strewn with stuff that was once in my closet. im sure this can probably be evaluated in some quasi-psychological symbolism, but i lack the patience ( Read more... )

a couple fun pictures, which you may or may not have seen already.

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