01. Do you have a friend whose last name is Smith ( Read more... )

My asshole is quivering in anticipation of this math test tomorrow. Fuck!

Can somebody refresh me on degrees of freedom?

I have cubist nightmares last night. Fuck you sickness.

I'm so burned out that music doesn't even interest me anymore. I gain no satisfaction from making music. This isn't good.

the georgetown crêperie is no myth. and it is worth walking from WIS all the way, just for the crêpes.

love me.

Oh god what did you do? the rasping breath of the little one, in a tissue box, in my arms. it was sickening. the vet. she's already dead. in my arms. she was too little. Guilty.

two in two years. I can still feel the skull of the first gettin crushed under my heel, the way she flopped pitifully down the stairs, the horror, the pool of blood. and the second, I can remember her contented purrs in her final days, how she was there. She was part of the environment, something that seemed to never change. Sleeping, always, ( Read more... )

She's dead. Jesus Christ.

I couldnt go to electric six, motherfuckers. motherfuckers ( Read more... )

I lost my karma, dogdamnit, it blows major chunks. Then I double lsot it too cuz retribution went away! mean, life, life!