super bored.
bored.
bored.
bored.

i wish you and i were still throwing poppers out of your window in our underwear. it rained a lot then and it never seemed to phase me. come back.

i am already bored.

maneater.

christmas sucks and you do too.

"and then i fell in love. with the most wonderful boy in the world. we'd take long walks down by the river. or just sit for hours gazing into eachothers eyes. we were so very much in love. then one day, he went away and i thought i'd die. but i didn't. and when i didn't, i said to myself, 'is that all there is to love?'"

sk8erdudehellahi (11:33:06 PM): probably because I wore your vans today and I listened to your Descendents tape

sk8erdudehellahi (11:33:17 PM): and I didn't get to see you

bed ridden with a form of the flu and all the good that comes of it?

lucid dreams about wanting a chance with him again and not having one.

find someone else to bother.

life is looking up, finally.

knock on wood.

burnin' for you.

san francisco is way better than new york.
sorry bout it.

..i miss you too.