I realized how it feels to be really lonely. There's an emptiness that doesn't feel like a normal empty space, and it aches too much to be considered vacant. All the tears you cry feel stale to your cheeks, all the sobbing sounds like a worn out record on a record player. All your thoughts are foggy and static with a touch of random color that ( Read more... )

my smile is plastic. My flavor for today is artificial. my batteries are dead. my circiuts are blown ( Read more... )

i've searched practically everywhere. the last place i left was TH and asked anyone had known him or whatever.

bah, why do I care?!

uhh
I told mrs. pletcher about arizona for some reason
and now I feel compelled to look everywhere for a trace of his number, addy, email, SN, ANYTHING.

damn her.

Dustin wasted my whole free-morning by walking me about a bullshit trip to cheer me up.
In other news, I have "Chim-Chim-Cheroo" stuck in my head. Marry Poppins. Bah.

Also, what's YOUR fave Quentin Movie?

~.kei.~

PS: Saw mrs. pletcher today. I hate the fact she has no sympathy for me.

Ok, get this. I walked home yesterday from detention and, as I did before, stopped to look at the horses across the street from Indian Springs Golf Course ( Read more... )

While cleaning out my H drive, I found this picture from last November (not the one that just past, the one before) during 80PS! I had memories, and noticed, Hey! Masa and Lauren in the corner! Seth told me about it a while back so I saved it.

( Bam! )

( I used a cut! *gasp* )

megan, becky and I attempted a public threesome and failed miserably.

in other news,
you putting that plastic bag on your head reminds me of your mother putting a condom on my johnson last night!

uhh, math class is doing a graph project, and I need survey results for: Fave Bands. Your choices ( Read more... )