Some people are born half a person, looking for someone to complete them, but fuck, some of us aren’t born with half a soul, some of us are born whole.
shoulda put a ring on it.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Three Hundred and Seventy Nine
Monday, January 24, 2011
Three Hundred and Seventy Eight
Hey boy I really wanna see if you can go downtown with a girl like me.
Hey boy I really wanna be with ya,
Cause you're just my type.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Three Hundred and Seventy Seven
Days like these, when I can hear the fluttering of my blood rushing through my ears, remind me that my heartache is real. So real that it’s just vying for a single knick in my skin so it can tear right through my chest and plop itself onto a highway to be crushed and ripped open by a million dirty car tires against the pavement.
So much for not wanting to hurt me.
somehow i doubt that.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Three Hundred and Seventy Six
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
who called it?
sometimes...
i fucking hate being right.
just give me my goddamn yoga.
and leave me in peace....s.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
Three Hundred and Seventy Two
DEAR BLOGGER,
CAN YOU JUST LET ME HAVE THIS ONE?
PLEASE?
DO NOT LET ME DOWN.
OH,
NO, I DON'T MEAN TO SOUND SO THREATENING,
BUT,
WELL YOU KNOW WE BOTH NEED THIS.
sincerely,
moi
plzplzplzplzplzplz
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Three Hundred and Seventy One
Hm.
: )
l'amour, la vie-- c'est tout que vous avez besoin.
I think your potential is growing, monsieur.
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