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i'm eighteen
ah.

i just had my last day of high school ( Read more... )

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i hate bright eyes and kelly clarkson. I really wish i was around to see roaring silence, they were great. I still listen their mp3s every day. Now thats real music.

(this is in direct retaliation for your profile)

i don't want to pack. fuck. packing means i have to go, and me going means...well, fuck. that's what. why won't anyone answer their fucking phones. fuck again. happy now? my clock is blinking 6:33. i have no desire to fix it. i just hung glow in the dark stars above my bed. at least i'm looking up. HAH, tons of pun intended. fuck it.

"I WOULD DIE FOR YA'LL TEN THOUSAND TIMES."

theend.

so lately i've been worried, what with charlie and bill leaving for school, about them making friends, and fitting in, and their new friends not liking us, but after this ( Read more... )

greetings! i'm back from europe. so naturally, what do you do when you haven't slept in twenty four hours and are eating chicken katsu at what seems like 5 45 in the morning? you update your livejournal, that's what. as expected i have nothing to say. europe was amazing, i'd lie to you all and say i'll post pictures, but the chances of that ( Read more... )

eep!!!