i finally have photoshop on my powerbook.
good god in heaven, ethan is the new messiah.

shattered dreams make the best pictures.

mucho gusto me llamo bradley ( Read more... )

first off, i'm really impressed that people did that survey thing. y'all are nice. real nice.
my ego rocks.

work sucked today. too damn long.

in a related story, what do you think our generation will be remembered for?

( stroke my ego )

Tomorrow I buy Modest Mouse tickets for the girl who hates your smile and myself. I also develop film that contains the evidence of me & Luke's Dress Up For Pictures Day. Let's see how I hold up. Outlook so far: iffy ( Read more... )

alright, i'm tired of swampyfeelings.

let's think of something new.

Yesterday was okay, Hung out with a couple of friends, both of whom are hip enough to have livejournals. too bad you won't see links to em here. not because i'm mean, but cause i temporarily forgot the html for it. whatevah ( Read more... )

after this post, i'm keeping all of this to myself. if you talk to me online, in person, phone, whatever way you can get a hold of my elusive ass, don't ask me any fucking questions. i'm not talking about this anymore. not to you, or anyone. this is mine and i'm going to deal with it the only way i know how: alone.

( that said, here are my final words on the subject. )

( but i promise, we're just friends )

"So this must be what it feels like when your heart breaks."