WE WILL ARGUE
AND WE WILL FIGHT
WE ARE JUST STUBBORN THAT WAY
but we'll always figure it out
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Three Hundred and Fifty
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Friday, September 24, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Nine
DO NOT
MAKE ME
REGRET
THIS
i'm.serious.
Posted by Alison Trent at 11:01 PM 0 comments
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Eight
I've
Never
Had
Such
A
Comforting
Absolute
Theoretical
Idea
Before
But
Now
That
It
Has
Been
Concieved
It
Will
Never
Death used to bother me until I realized it doesn't exist.
DIE.
Posted by Alison Trent at 10:57 PM 0 comments
Three Hundred and Forty Seven
I'm left wondering...
How long will this last?
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?
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Sunday, September 19, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Six
Twitterpated, eh?
Mmmm...
maybe.
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feelin' so fly like a g6.
OH YEAH.
AND THIS.
GREAT SHIT FORREAL.
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Saturday, September 18, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Five
Please,
Please don't leave me vulnerable.
or...
it could end up badly.
oh dear...
Posted by Alison Trent at 9:43 PM 0 comments
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Four
THROW MY APPLES IF YOU GET TOO CLOSE TO ME.
haha, i love apples... mmm.
but seriously.
JUST GTFO.
tell me about it, jenny lewis, tell me about it.
Posted by Alison Trent at 9:22 AM 0 comments
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Three
No.
NOPE.
no...pe...
But yeah, thank's Adrienne Rich.
“Desire: yes: the sudden knowledge like coming out of ‘flu, that the body is sexual. Walking in the streets with that knowledge. That evening in the plane from Pittsburg, fantasizing going to meet you. Walking through the airport blazing with energy and joy. But knowing all along that you were not the source of that energy and joy; you were a man, a stranger, a name, a voice on the telephone, a friend; this desire was mine, this energy my energy, it could be used a hundred ways, and gong to meet you could be one of them.”
this is me, not caring.
Posted by Alison Trent at 9:24 PM 0 comments
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty Two
WOW.
KEEP YOUR GODDAMN POT SMOKE TO YOURSELF.
ACTUALLY.
TO YOUR OWN CAR WHEN THERE AREN'T NON-SMOKING PASSENGERS.
WHEN YOU'RE NOT FUCKING DRIVING.
THREE HOURS TO OMAHA.
AND MAYBE A LITTLE WARNING OR PREFACE WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE.
SO.
INCONSIDERATE.
you disgust me.
Posted by Alison Trent at 10:29 AM 0 comments
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty One
this week's procession = sunday, sunday, tuesday, wednesday, friday, friday, saturday.
essentially two thirds of the week was weekend material and i'm still wiped.out. grawr.
oh wells. it was an interesting week all the same.
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Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Three Hundred and Forty
[plz plz plz plz plz.]
ya? okieeee.
brrrrrrraooowww.
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Monday, September 6, 2010
Three Hundred and Thirty Nine
I LIKE NEW STUFFZ.
- hair color
- thrift store finds
- shoes/boots
- projects
- ...and...
- ...new males
[oh ya.]
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