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i feel like screaming... like writing a song and belting out every angry emo word until they hear me in cleveland. if i could play piano well instead of shitty, or i learned to play drums like i always wanted to i would bang and make so much amazing beautiful noise that it would break apart every other thought under my skull. i HATE THIS i HATE IT ( Read more... )

i suck at school ( Read more... )

that's my idol, ashlee simpson. duh.

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Are there moments that no one remembers? That briefness after school on the bench during warm summer slipping into fall afternoons that no one really recalls. Maybe somebody laughed at a stupid joke and then a plane flew overhead, eating up the sky and overriding our chalkboard-free voices. Maybe we all fell silent and forgot where we were, like ( Read more... )

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toasted...hmmaaaalaaar... but tonight is going to be SPLENDID. i CAN'T WAIT! my stephanie lane will be EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD AT MIDDNIGHT!!! (all grown up!!)

oh it will be delightful. beliiieeeve me

yay

hey thanks, thanks for that summer.
(its cold where you're going, i hope that your heart's always warm)