up vs down. very tired, lackluster. sentence fragments, hurray.

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walking tonight, I realized that I've always hated this town in some way. I like it sometimes, but then I remember that it doesn't matter. I look forward to something new happening ( Read more... )

I think I need an internet boyfriend. Really. It's the only way to resolve my "I want a man-friend, but touching (etc...) is completely out of the question. What could go wrong? Decent conversations on life, philosophy, books, jokes, and no kissing, sex, whatever. I could swoon over somebody that I wouldn't end up regretting. Or maybe, I should ( Read more... )

Transistor Reflection of Jesus the AdultererFunctionality is tender beams of zeros and ones, we find, we search, we grow, we learn Jesus through electrons and foul tasting fluid, like the information leaked through the bathroom ceiling into our apartment’s sink, and the upstairs tenant, a suicide, whispered down the walls for conversation one night ( Read more... )

we were sitting in the back of the car watching the lights go by on the ceiling in a sleeping bag

we were hungry drunk and half naked and didn't notice the time change from the last place we'd been.

it still gets cold in the south at night when the winds are blowing slapping up against the windshield
these blankets won't do anything at all.

Chloe!?!? Is this a joke?!? I'm waiting for an edit, and a live apology from those judges.

last hour of a dying atheist ( Read more... )

I have a job at The Brick! Fuck yea!

With Valentines Day coming up, me getting sick off of candy hearts two days ago, and everyone already broke from wasting their money on stuffed bears and chocolate, I would now like to bring to your attention the only holiday that really matters this month: Return Carts to the Supermarket Month ( Read more... )