a warning, before the lightning

Mar 12, 2005 12:30

Lately I've been unreasonably sad. I've got no cigarettes and even less money, it's cold again and I'm putting on weight, I'm barely passing. I just want everyone to know that - so it doesn't come as a suprise when I take your cigarettes and run away.

I'm sorry. Maybe I should call my shrink. Maybe I should get the hell over myself.

Sorry.

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maverickmongoos March 12 2005, 23:21:36 UTC
It's the 12th Simon darling! My birthday-of-eighteen-time is indeed the 22nd. In ten days, I will buy you cigarettes of any variety because you deserve to have things to make you satisfied in some way, and if you would like I will ransack my college fund (meaning the three twenties precariously stuffed into my underwear drawer) to give Greta money to get you that cheese? I swear I could, I be your cheese-daddy. (I said it too. Out loud ( ... )

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detectivteatime March 13 2005, 17:22:34 UTC
that is the best thing any one has ever said about our school/ deans ... thankyou

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maverickmongoos March 13 2005, 18:12:58 UTC
Yes. Maybe. Because I heard someone say "I bet Greg was pretty cute when he was younger" when I was a freshman. And honestly, that is the most disgusting, and therefore the best/worst thing anyone has ever said.

It's in the rules. I don't know if I can accept the title.

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homosapianophob March 13 2005, 09:27:51 UTC
i'll get you ciggarettes whenever i get a chance... which was last ngiht... and i'm taking you to lunch.... and you know you're not fat... well unless people are wearing those creepy, make-the-skinniest-people-in-the-world-look-fat glasses... which they arn't... therefore everyone else also knows you're not fat.... i love you...

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