November 2011
6 posts
listn at nght you cn hear my breath at th foot of...
drunk mother fucker is drunk. not me, this guy on the bus. fucking half smile and eyes going in all directions like a sick chameleon. get real. we’ve all been there I guess. I know I have.
I remember when Ben and I went to the pub on a Sunday night and got drunk. we got McDonald’s just before the last bus. I embarrassed myself in front of the cashier girl by stumbling on my order,...
i need an outlet
i’m too afraid to say anything because it will make girls like me less. somehow less than already.
fuck it all.
i’m going to school to be a music person with a bunch of fucking losers who are fucking stupid. i don’t care. fuck everyone even the ones that are nice to me.
i can’t even think straight. fuck fuck fuck fuck it.
i don’t want to fucking live. i want to be...
something new
another distraction
it's a shAaAaAme, the way you
the cat's out of the scrot
i got interviewed for my college program’s “magazine” and told everyone i love the album spice by the spice girls. which i do. i feel proud of that. what i don’t feel proud of is that the article was called “earth & soul with taylor.” jesus christ. that sounds like a terrible HGTV show. i also don’t really get any kicks out of being referred to as a...