I am never going to that fucking shit hole ever again.  Just because my ID was only a few weeks expired they did not let me in and I had to go home in the rain while all my friends had fun.  Then I was nearly hit by a fucking Jeep.
I went home and, of course, called Aimee.  She tried to cheer me up and all that did was make me feel even more lonely ( Read more... )

Here is a song that I love. It did not feature in Garden State, but it is industrial swing music and that makes it 1000 times better.

Heuldoch 7b - Foetus

have you heard a single word ive said?
time to brush the crumbs out of your bed
do i want a life of leisure?
what the hell is wrong with me?
first a tremor,then a seizure
middle aged lobotomy
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"Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write an journal entry with ten random facts about yourself. Then, pick six of your friends and tag them; no tag backs. This explanation should be included." I am adding that if you've already done this recently and I tagged you anyway, you can link me to that entry for exemption ( Read more... )

Who says you can't show sex on Youtube?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-XvcW-Nmnk

I'm going to Luna for the first time in forever with the two cutest guys in the world: Jeremy and Martin.

And I found my phone.
Quite awhile ago, actually.

I have a hot new haircut. How hot? Two people have mistaken me for a lesbian. That's just how hot it is!

If you are trying to call me, don't bother.  I've misplaced my phone.
As if dealing with heartbreak, an angry land-lady and missing Kevin weren't enough.

I picked a hell of a time to give up masturbating.

I'm going to miss you, Kevin.

I fear that if we go long enough without it we will fight.
I need it, I want it, but I don't want to want it.
It causes more problems than it is worth.
It makes me whiney.
There are more important things than It.
I think about it a lot though.
Most often about you.
It used to be more natural.
And not just for you.
Presidencies have been scandalized by it.
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Spent my day off feeling sorry for myself, but that ends now.  I regret the whole day thus far, but there are still a few hours that can still be spared ( Read more... )

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