yeah, so. 11pm and i'm standing in my underwear on the beach, smoking. there's water up to my calves, and my feet are planted far apart, and i think i'm ready to say goodbye.

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i'm on the radio. right nnnow. jen and dylab are dancing to the smiths and.. radio. yes.

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oh, hey. Did I mention?


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lets play, i'm bored. tell me something you think about me (just the bad stuff, because it's LIVEJOURNAL) . tell me a secret. tell me you've got the herp, and i should really get tested. just post anonymously.

also, why man size tissues? who needs tissues that big? WHO? why is there always golfing paraphenalia on the packaging? are they golf club tissues? WHY?

i am not being pseudo amusing. i want to know. whyyyyy??

“at first I found the suicide attempts endearing, maybe even cute. now it’s getting old. today, when seth found out the organic store doesn’t sell chai anymore he tried to slice his wrists with a get up kids 7inch”

-the horn rimjobs, ‘alice’s livejournal’


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at the commodore shop where tia’s dad works, one of the old dudes points out the ripped pocket on her jeans and says “it’s from all those boys grabbing at her”. i nearly snort ”boys! HA!”, but instead I let out this choked “it is ( Read more... )