fuck, it's after midnight and I'm cooking dinner.

I just blew my fucking sub. FUCK.

After the party, early Sunday morning ( Read more... )

"Won't you watch the sun rise with me?" He asked her ( Read more... )

Tonight, ahh tonight. Party mothafucka! Melissa hooked me up with a house where partying can occur at my convenience. Gimme a call or post here if you need more info. People called, supplies provided, the party is rolling already. People should start showing up around 8.

The sun mounted the horizon long enough ago for me to call where I now am "Monday Morning". I woke up to an empty house and an even emptier list of things to do or people to see. When you've been up since 5 in the morning, by 9:00 you get awfully sick of how lazy everyone else is for not waking up as early as you ( Read more... )

Indeed. The clothes I'm currently wearing were purchased from Willow and Rags.


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unless you can't write your fucking book ( Read more... )

So I just got back from playing tennis all day. That was definitely a lot of fun, my forehand needs a little more work than my backhand, but overall I'd say it was my first time and I played like it was my first time ( Read more... )

in the center of a room made of windows; casting her angry red light ever-so selectively into the corners she sees fit. The anger is so beautiful, the light is so entrancing. The sun isn't selective, what power does she have to choose who her light reflects off of ( Read more... )

If you know what the name of the group that put out a CD with that title is you win A LOT!

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