there was a huge bug in my room last night. i thought i killed it. now it's flying around really close to me. and i don't want to move. because i'm afraid it will chase me. so if it kills me, i want everyone to know...it wasnt my fault. blasted bug.

dmv: not so great.
health: not so great.
everything else: pretty great.

everything up to saturday night was a dusty blur of what life was expected to be. but that one kiss, in the middle of a mcdonalds on hollywood boulevard, proved to be a definition of what oxygen was for. keep breathing, girl. it's working. oh distance, you hurt me again. but i think i needed that wake up call. i'm awake. i promise. pinky promise.

why did the automobile industry have to butcher led zeppelin? WHY!?

"i have an idea that gatsby himself didnt believe it would come and perhaps he no longer cared. if that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world. paid a high price for living too long with a single dream. he must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a ( Read more... )

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life is so worth living, guys. you dont even know.

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