March 2012
194 posts
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can't help it
These words lie inside they hurt me so
And I’m not the kind that likes to tell you
Just what I want to do
I’m not the kind that needs to tell you
Just what you want me to
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February 2012
141 posts
Hope for the best, Expect the worst
I think I have serious anxiety issues.
To the Creepy Guy at Vita Coming on To Kate
Remove yourself. Quit talking about the reggae show you went to saturday night and quit inquiring about what it’s like to share a bed with your best friend.
Waking up and immediately serenading my main bitch...
Time for more pretenders and Paul Simon. Maybe even some Neil young?
Petting is Passé!
Hah
WAKING UP AT 230 COVERED IN HICKIES SMELLING LIKE...
My body hurtssss
My liver hurts
I also accidentally took home someone’s white sunglasses.
Kate+weed+pms+nose=ynez crying.
Utterly
Defeated.
KNITTING IS YARN SEX
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Ceremony
Oh life is so good!