Hey I know quit writing in here, but EVERYONE, go to the show this saturday at 3, at the T heads. because there's a suprise show, that I'm making an unsuprise. Kind of. In code language. So like, everytime I die, it's like I see 18 visions of poisoned wells and I'm like damn the weather went from Autumn to Ashes, in the darkest hour. So I hear ( Read more... )

Hey guys, I got a new journal, so I won't be updating this one anymore. If you want to get my new name make sure and leave me a comment telling me so I can add you ( Read more... )

Hey, I hate it here. Hey I'm about to leave class and go get a taco, go to HEB and sit alone like always in my car just thinking. I think entirely too much and I hate it. So now, it's not out of boredom but out of sheer torture that I leave this awful building, maybe forever ( Read more... )

On my ciggarette break (which I get to self proclaim by the way) I was sitting out back on the deck by the water, and 2 shooting stars fell. I made one wish for each one. But, I think I just wasted one.

Here is my logic that I got from 8th grade private school:

You are silent

and,

Silence is useless

therefore,

You are useless.

We're back. And I'm fucking drained. We spend most of our life traveling. Now I have to go to work at 7, which gives me no fun time. I wont get home till 3. Uhm, tylenol and coffee to my desk please, immediatly. I had fun though. I accidently stole someones bed and passed out on it. Sorry. Liz told them to roll me off the bed and I wouldn't even ( Read more... )

hey, they have livejournal shirts? That is badass and so completely..dumb....I'm sleepy, and waiting to leave this damn city. Wish me luck on my quest with the tribe. I have so much to do when I get back, I'm going to be busy and then have a heartattack. I need to start looking for a personal assistant. Manager. type. ordeal...ordillio. heh. ( Read more... )

Today, I need to accomplish:

packing my bags
placing them in the car
eating dinner
sleeping
talking to Andy, we got in a lovers quarrel last night,and he's playing the silent game now.
uhmmmmmm
morning, wake up 6 fucking 30
get dressed, put ice in the cooler...
and on to Dallas we go.
Wish me luck.
there will be drama.
I'll take pictures or

I neeedddddd a boyfriend

requirements:
taller than I
Smarter than me
more stubborn than I
and...ehhh...fuck it. I have no requirements. I just lied.

oh wait, I have one...he can't lie. EVER

Today, me and liz brought over 2 frozen dinners to my dads to find all the doors locked. We were determined to heat up the food and watch movies like we had planned, so she lifted me on my roof so I could break into my own house. Instead of doing it I just got like 70 thousand splinters in my ass and a scraped knee. Just after that she had a genius ( Read more... )

never again