After every time i smoke i get these really weird throat noises. This is recent. It probably means the tumor has gotten larger.

Dear Mother Nature,

Go fuck yourself. Cold May my ass.

Love,
Rachel

That is all.

Silly me.
Friends are figments of my warped little imagination.

Sometimes i think life is so strong that if i rolled it up in papers i'd probably be able to get high off of it.

God, negativity is so negative.

Duff and i wrote our first good song. Really. The beginning is something like this ( Read more... )