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wee(eeee)kend
O the bleach in my hair.
O living with seven dudes.
O mix tapes.
O roadtrip maps in magic marker.
O trainyard.
I unleashed the 1,000+ ladybugs left over from the shoot out my attic window. I must watch the music I play lest I needle prick a rogue--they've taken a particular liking to my vinyl. -
the ode I scream nightly from my second floor window
Lament for a Honda Civic year 1996
A modest album, only 24 tracks long
Had Morrisey whining from song to song
Is now, so sadly, long long gone.
I'll really miss The Smiths' Louder Than BombsMy Polaroid camera that had been shoved ( Read more... ) -
odds 'n ends
going blond - check
Ro's impression of Bob Marley - check +
drunken & prescient astrological assumptions - check check check
ex gimping in - check -
thusly, hiding under the covers and not answering the door - check -
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I do not want this.
please get me out of here.
