Bright Eyes. Radio City Music Hall, November 19, 2007.
I am going.
I am going.
Klosterman was right. I'm going to be a bitter old bitch and die alone because I won't ever settle for love less true than romeo and juliet's hot hollywood fling. I hate you leo. you ruined my life.
I'm a mile closer to finding the person who stole my cellphone.
edit.
I found her.
and tomorrow, I go to east orange[how the fuck..] on an adventure to kick serious ass and get it back.
or I'll just get shot being the only white 19 year old girl there ever.
edit.
I found her.
and tomorrow, I go to east orange[how the fuck..] on an adventure to kick serious ass and get it back.
or I'll just get shot being the only white 19 year old girl there ever.
I can't even believe how much has been going on in my life. all of this bullshit with work, I can't even stand it anymore. I really feel like I'm just completely incapable of doing anything right and as hard as I try, I can't get better at what I was hired to do. My legs hurt so bad some days and I physically can't bare to stand all day and I don't think anyone at work really wants to hear about it. I don't know how I'm going to handle school on top of work, which brings me to this:
I'm dreading school. I'm absolutely dreading September 5th. I feel like everyone around me is getting ready to go somewhere and start something new (or resume, at least). and here I am, one semester away and I cracked in half. I think I'm ready to go and I think more than anything, I need to go. It was so exciting this time last year. Going dorm shopping, packing, meeting people.. it was all so new and all I could do was forfeit my opportunity. I wish I were more mentally capable of handling last time.
Something new or good has to happen soon. I feel like my turn is coming up soon.
I'm dreading school. I'm absolutely dreading September 5th. I feel like everyone around me is getting ready to go somewhere and start something new (or resume, at least). and here I am, one semester away and I cracked in half. I think I'm ready to go and I think more than anything, I need to go. It was so exciting this time last year. Going dorm shopping, packing, meeting people.. it was all so new and all I could do was forfeit my opportunity. I wish I were more mentally capable of handling last time.
Something new or good has to happen soon. I feel like my turn is coming up soon.
- Location:Gold Mine Gutted : Bright Eyes
for the most part, things are wonderful.
I have two fully aquatic albino frogs. I had one black ghost knife fish. I woke up this morning to the bigger of the two albino frogs eating my black ghost knife fish. the only problem is that the big albino frog is only about two inches long. my fish, however, is about 4 inches long. so after what was probably hours of trying, my frog only ate half of my fish. and the fish was fully alive, trying to get his lower half out of the frog. .. I'm so confused.
r.i.p jeremy.
r.i.p jeremy.
I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this. the reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did. it's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live. cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is.
so I guess I'm not dying or anything, not that anything worried me in the first place.
I feel like bitching. I feel like being a bitch. I feel like punching something. my eyes feel like theyre burning out of my fucking head. It's four in the morning and all I want to do is lay in bed and think about useless shit but if I peel my fucken eyes away from this laptop, I'll be out in 3 seconds.
someone cut my fucking hair already.
I feel like bitching. I feel like being a bitch. I feel like punching something. my eyes feel like theyre burning out of my fucking head. It's four in the morning and all I want to do is lay in bed and think about useless shit but if I peel my fucken eyes away from this laptop, I'll be out in 3 seconds.
someone cut my fucking hair already.
- Music:shaun of the dead
I do not have lupus. or lyme disease.
so why do my legs look and feel so bad?
so why do my legs look and feel so bad?
by now, I should realize that there is a reason behind everything. it's not like I was in an inexplicable amount of pain with no cause; it was my failing gallbladder. and 10 years ago, I should have realized that these marks on my legs didn't just..randomly show up without something being wrong. my legs have been killing me for the past week now and after a consultation with my doctor, I've come to find out I may have lupus*. she said it's nothing to get worked up over, so I'm going to trust her. I get the results of the blood-test back on monday but though I really believe things will be fine. I just want to know what's going on. the pain in my legs got to the point where I couldn't stand a few days ago and now I get to ring all day at work while sitting. I'm not complaining.
aside from that, work has been good. ric is leaving come july 1, mike is going to leave sometime, meaning new management will be taking over. and I dont think people could get much cooler than our current management, so I'm not looking forward to that.
I have nothing else to say because it's 5:05 a.m. and I have work soon.
*Systemic lupus erythematosus (SLE or lupus) is a chronic autoimmune disease that is potentially debilitating and sometimes fatal as the immune system attacks the body’s cells and tissue, resulting in inflammation and tissue damage. SLE can affect any part of the body, but most often harms the heart, joints, skin, lungs, blood vessels, liver, kidneys and nervous system. The course of the disease is unpredictable, with periods of illness (called flares) alternating with remission.
that's relieving.
aside from that, work has been good. ric is leaving come july 1, mike is going to leave sometime, meaning new management will be taking over. and I dont think people could get much cooler than our current management, so I'm not looking forward to that.
I have nothing else to say because it's 5:05 a.m. and I have work soon.
*Systemic lupus erythematosus (SLE or lupus) is a chronic autoimmune disease that is potentially debilitating and sometimes fatal as the immune system attacks the body’s cells and tissue, resulting in inflammation and tissue damage. SLE can affect any part of the body, but most often harms the heart, joints, skin, lungs, blood vessels, liver, kidneys and nervous system. The course of the disease is unpredictable, with periods of illness (called flares) alternating with remission.
that's relieving.
bright eyes was the most amazing thing I've ever seen.
this is absolutely absurd.
my flight from denver to newark was scheduled for today, instead of late tomorrow night. I had planned on being home by 4:30 this afternoon. but, of course, there's a problem. when is there not a problem? I get to the airport at 8 this morning ready for my departure at 10:35. I went through security, checked my bags and was probably the second person at the gate. 20 minutes before the flight begins to board, I find out they're overbooked and I'm apparently a perfect candidate to take another flight tomorrow morning at the same time. so they hooked me up with a huge suite at a red lion hotel, jacuzzi tub and free meals at some like..4 star restaurant. so the room is very nice, but I only have 6 dollars on me and I left my card at home. so, meanwhile.. my luggage has been checked and is currently at the newark airport. or I hope it is. I have nothing but the clothes I'm wearing and the 6 dollars in my bag. no laptop charger, no cellphone charger, nothing.
however.
because of how completely ridiculous the idea of "overbooking" a flight with a definite number of seats is, I was given a round trip flight, good within the next two years, to anywhere in the continental U.S.
where should I go?
I think I'll take this opportunity to actually relax, fall asleep my bath that could easily fit 10 people and hopefully not drown. then, before I know it, bright eyes in new york tomorrow. finally.
my flight from denver to newark was scheduled for today, instead of late tomorrow night. I had planned on being home by 4:30 this afternoon. but, of course, there's a problem. when is there not a problem? I get to the airport at 8 this morning ready for my departure at 10:35. I went through security, checked my bags and was probably the second person at the gate. 20 minutes before the flight begins to board, I find out they're overbooked and I'm apparently a perfect candidate to take another flight tomorrow morning at the same time. so they hooked me up with a huge suite at a red lion hotel, jacuzzi tub and free meals at some like..4 star restaurant. so the room is very nice, but I only have 6 dollars on me and I left my card at home. so, meanwhile.. my luggage has been checked and is currently at the newark airport. or I hope it is. I have nothing but the clothes I'm wearing and the 6 dollars in my bag. no laptop charger, no cellphone charger, nothing.
however.
because of how completely ridiculous the idea of "overbooking" a flight with a definite number of seats is, I was given a round trip flight, good within the next two years, to anywhere in the continental U.S.
where should I go?
I think I'll take this opportunity to actually relax, fall asleep my bath that could easily fit 10 people and hopefully not drown. then, before I know it, bright eyes in new york tomorrow. finally.
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:elevator music in the lobby
ho. ly. shit.
I took an aderal (sp?) about 2 hours ago. I leave for the airport in 2 hours. I still have yet to pack anything. and I feel like I want to rearrange the whole fucking house. I think I'll probably finish packing in like..15 minutes. tops. it's weird. my energy comes in waves. at someone elses house I felt like I was going to pass out, literally. then on the drive home, I was blasting my music and screaming. then I stopped at a red light and almost fell asleep. now I'm running around my house not knowing what to do with my sexy self.
this is actually pretty cool. I take back the whole "not-liking-prescription-drugs-as-recrea tional-tools" bit. I love it. my heart is racing and my fingers are like fuckin' lightning on this keyboard. MY GOD. I am so lame.
fucking colorado. fuck fuck fuck. atleast I get to ride horses through the mountains and all that cowgirl shit. and! I get to look forward to bright eyes when I come home. then pink floyd (or lack thereof ) after that.
oui, robin est ici!
ciao!
I took an aderal (sp?) about 2 hours ago. I leave for the airport in 2 hours. I still have yet to pack anything. and I feel like I want to rearrange the whole fucking house. I think I'll probably finish packing in like..15 minutes. tops. it's weird. my energy comes in waves. at someone elses house I felt like I was going to pass out, literally. then on the drive home, I was blasting my music and screaming. then I stopped at a red light and almost fell asleep. now I'm running around my house not knowing what to do with my sexy self.
this is actually pretty cool. I take back the whole "not-liking-prescription-drugs-as-recrea
fucking colorado. fuck fuck fuck. atleast I get to ride horses through the mountains and all that cowgirl shit. and! I get to look forward to bright eyes when I come home. then pink floyd (or lack thereof ) after that.
oui, robin est ici!
ciao!
I repierced my nose with a sewing needle a minute ago. I shouldve taken a percocet before doing it because now I have a splitting headache. I'll take one in the morning before work if necessary.
if I have to listen to my coworkers shitty ass r&b music tomorrow, I won't double think blowing my fucking head off. I've never heard worse music in my life. Its enough to make me go fucking insane.
I have work this friday from 5-10:30, after that I'm thinking of having a party because my parents are going away and I'm off saturday. I dont know if I want to deal with cleaning and shit afterwards. I dont know what time they'll be back on saturday. I'll probably just have a couple close friends over and get fuckin trashed. gets the job done and is a lot cleaner. I dont know, call me or something if you want to come.
if I have to listen to my coworkers shitty ass r&b music tomorrow, I won't double think blowing my fucking head off. I've never heard worse music in my life. Its enough to make me go fucking insane.
I have work this friday from 5-10:30, after that I'm thinking of having a party because my parents are going away and I'm off saturday. I dont know if I want to deal with cleaning and shit afterwards. I dont know what time they'll be back on saturday. I'll probably just have a couple close friends over and get fuckin trashed. gets the job done and is a lot cleaner. I dont know, call me or something if you want to come.
- Mood:
sore - Music:nine inch nails
I got into ramapo. I never have to go to rowan ever again.
that in itself is enough to make today a good day.
that in itself is enough to make today a good day.
first day of work. I spent a good 2 hours prior to going, working myself out of an anxiety attack. not just because its my first day as a supervisor of a store, but because I know that I have to drive a spider-ridden car there.
oh, funny story.
robin and I were set to go to the beach yesterday morning and I had all my shit packed in the car and all I needed to do was sit in my car and wait for robin to pull up. instead of using my air conditioner, I put my windows down. I was looking at one of those creepy ass jumping spiders, thinking "god damn. that thing is ugly. but whatever, it's small." 30 second later, a nickel-sized harry ass neon blue and black striped spider crawled through the passenger side window onto my windsheild. I froze. until it started to crawl towards me at a fair speed. I ran, shreiking out of the car, left the door open and the music blasting. I ran away from it. when I came back, it was still there and I went for it with my shoe and it reared its two front legs at me. there was no fucking way I was gonna touch it. so I had to look away from it and the bastard disappeared. I havent found it yet. needless to say, I did not go to the beach. I gave my car up to that furry peice of shit. I didnt even know that neon blue spiders existed (?).
I like working at spencers. I already put a bunch of shit on hold for when I get my paycheck. shitty discount, tho. my feet are goddamn killing me. I need better shoes.
IM me now.
oh, funny story.
robin and I were set to go to the beach yesterday morning and I had all my shit packed in the car and all I needed to do was sit in my car and wait for robin to pull up. instead of using my air conditioner, I put my windows down. I was looking at one of those creepy ass jumping spiders, thinking "god damn. that thing is ugly. but whatever, it's small." 30 second later, a nickel-sized harry ass neon blue and black striped spider crawled through the passenger side window onto my windsheild. I froze. until it started to crawl towards me at a fair speed. I ran, shreiking out of the car, left the door open and the music blasting. I ran away from it. when I came back, it was still there and I went for it with my shoe and it reared its two front legs at me. there was no fucking way I was gonna touch it. so I had to look away from it and the bastard disappeared. I havent found it yet. needless to say, I did not go to the beach. I gave my car up to that furry peice of shit. I didnt even know that neon blue spiders existed (?).
I like working at spencers. I already put a bunch of shit on hold for when I get my paycheck. shitty discount, tho. my feet are goddamn killing me. I need better shoes.
IM me now.
- Music:bowie
poor kiwi.
my favorite new hobby is posting fake ads on craigslist under the section "casual encounters". Here's what I've received so far.
Hi-
Hi-
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Hi Babe!
We talk, it is late, and for some reason you are down, and want some company, maybe even a back rub. I listen to you, and hear the loneliness in your voice, and then you tell me you want to see me. Now. Tonight. I tell you no problem, and head for the shower. As I am standing under the shower head, hot water is cascading over my naked body. I wash myself from head to toe. I run the razor over my private region, and carefully shave my balls one more time. My cock springs to life thinking about what may or may not happen. I quickly get it off my mind, get out, dry off, and apply some 'Eternity for men' to my neck and chest. Driving to see you the minutes seemed like hours, I anticipate the best, but expect nothing.
You greet me at the door with your index finger to your lips, telling me: "shhhhh, my parents are asleep, come on in." You pour me the ultimate rum and coke, as I gently kiss the back of your neck, then we walk into the den. The drink you made me gets quickly set aside as I grab your face with both hands, and kiss your lips, then your neck. Your arms encircle me, pulling me closer, and I gently glide my tongue over your ear, and down into the valley of your neck. We kiss, and our lips part, and I feel your tongue exploring mine. My hands glide down your back and onto your butt.
We are laying on the couch again, facing each other, kissing, exploring, touching, groping, because it has been so long since we had been with somebody. You boldly glide your hand down over my pants, and feel my hard cock straining at the denim, trying to find it's freedom. At the same time, I gently squeeze, and massage your inner thighs, getting very close to your warm sex, and when I finally massage your pussy through your jeans, it is warm and humid. I feel it's anticipation, waiting to be touched for real. We kiss again, and my hand runs up over your belly, under your sweater, and finds your breast. I cup it first, like I've never felt one, then I begin to grab it more aggressively, massaging it. I reach around behind you, and with the snap of my finger, I undo your bra. Now my hands are free to roam all over your chest, squeezing and massaging your breasts. Gently lifting your shirt, I tongue your nipples, and while holding your tits in my hands, gently teasing, and nibbling your nipples, they become rock hard.
You take me by the hand, pulling me in tow, you lead me to your bedroom. Closing the door behind you, you lock it, and begin to kiss me and hold me just inside your door. I pull your shirt up over your head, and your bra straps are quickly pulled off your shoulders as both your sweater and your bra hit the floor in a little pile. You pull my shirt off, my hands straight up, and throw it aside. We stand together as one, hugging, naked from the waste up, feeling the warmth of each others skin, sharing space.
I take your hand and lead you to the bed, I lift you up, side saddled, and lay you on the bed. I begin to kiss your chest, and the part of your neck underneath your chin. Your nipples and areolas are hard, as I kiss my way down to your belly button. As I continue to explore, my free hand is massaging your warm pussy through your jeans. You are ready. I work my way down to your knees, turn, and begin to tease you, kissing your crotch through the material. I can feel your moistness and warmth on my mouth, even though we are separated by two layers of cloth. Hooking my thumbs through your belt loops, I pull your zipper down with my teeth, and your snap/button magically releases itself, I work your jeans off with my hands, and continue kissing your crotch through your thong. It is black. And very smooth, like satin. As I kiss you through your thong, I can feel your labia through the material, and gently inhale your perfect scent. You can't stand it anymore, and pull your thong off, laying it on the back of my neck, so I am completely encircled with your warmth. I climb up, kissing your nipples again, I insert my middle finger in your mouth. You kiss it, and suck on it, like it was my shaft. I take my slippery, wet finger, and slide it down over your belly, over your hairless pussy, and insert it into your sex. The finger left behind a nice slippery trail of saliva from your chest to your pussy.
I withdraw my finger from your moistness, and insert it in my mouth, Once again, you smell and taste like perfection. The best I've ever known. My primitive emotions take over, and I begin to kiss and lick your pussy. I hear your breathing change, and your hips reposition themselves in preparation for what's in store for you. I tease you, kissing just the right spots, to drive you crazy, and not let you cum. I cup your ass in my hands, and I begin to eat you a little more aggressively, inserting my tongue inside you, and licking your walls. I explore my way up to your clit, and lick it in tiny aggressive circles, as I insert one, then two fingers inside you. Your hands find their way down to my head, and I feel your fingers stroking the back of my head pulling me closer, tighter, more heavily against your clit. Your breathing changes again, and low deep moans fill my ears as you lift your hips off the bed, pull me tight with your hands, and begin cumming on my tongue. Your taste is captivating as I lick up every drop, and linger down there, kissing and seeking every drop of your cum to savor, to taste, to consume you. My face is drenched, and I pull away wiping my face off on each of your thighs, they shimmer, the white skin is glossy with your fluids, and I gently, carefully lick it all up, cleaning you up till there is no traces of what just happened.
Now I lay next to you, resting, as I watch your belly go up and down with each breath, as you recover from your orgasm. You reach over and begin stoking my hard cock through my jeans, and I wonder what is next. Suddenly my pants and boxers are off, and you are kneeling in between my knees, kissing my shaft. Your tongue finds it's way down to my shaved balls, and you begin to lick and kiss them. It feels incredible, the tingling in my balls increases, as I feel my load straining to be set free. You encircle my head with your lips, nibbling, and gently sucking. Your mouth begins gliding up and down my shaft, as I feel your fingernails gently stroking my balls in little circles. You tease me, and stare into my eyes, not letting me cum right away, you want to enjoy this moment also. The stroking of my cock increases and my balls are nearly numb with all the tingling, and it is time. I explode in your mouth, and you continue to suck and glide up and down my shaft, as I grab the bed sheets in my hands. You linger for a moment, swallowing my sweet/saltiness and withdraw my cock from your mouth, all the while gazing into my eyes. There is a small pearly drop on the tip, and you scoop it off with your finger, and feed it to me. We are one.
We lay together, our naked bodies touching, our feet tangled up with each other, my arms around you, your head on my chest, and we drift asleep. There is nothing in the world like it. You feel safe.
The alarm on your dresser begins to chime. It is almost time to get up, you kiss my neck, your hand reaches down to feel my 'little buddy' and the next story begins.
You greet me at the door with your index finger to your lips, telling me: "shhhhh, my parents are asleep, come on in." You pour me the ultimate rum and coke, as I gently kiss the back of your neck, then we walk into the den. The drink you made me gets quickly set aside as I grab your face with both hands, and kiss your lips, then your neck. Your arms encircle me, pulling me closer, and I gently glide my tongue over your ear, and down into the valley of your neck. We kiss, and our lips part, and I feel your tongue exploring mine. My hands glide down your back and onto your butt.
We are laying on the couch again, facing each other, kissing, exploring, touching, groping, because it has been so long since we had been with somebody. You boldly glide your hand down over my pants, and feel my hard cock straining at the denim, trying to find it's freedom. At the same time, I gently squeeze, and massage your inner thighs, getting very close to your warm sex, and when I finally massage your pussy through your jeans, it is warm and humid. I feel it's anticipation, waiting to be touched for real. We kiss again, and my hand runs up over your belly, under your sweater, and finds your breast. I cup it first, like I've never felt one, then I begin to grab it more aggressively, massaging it. I reach around behind you, and with the snap of my finger, I undo your bra. Now my hands are free to roam all over your chest, squeezing and massaging your breasts. Gently lifting your shirt, I tongue your nipples, and while holding your tits in my hands, gently teasing, and nibbling your nipples, they become rock hard.
You take me by the hand, pulling me in tow, you lead me to your bedroom. Closing the door behind you, you lock it, and begin to kiss me and hold me just inside your door. I pull your shirt up over your head, and your bra straps are quickly pulled off your shoulders as both your sweater and your bra hit the floor in a little pile. You pull my shirt off, my hands straight up, and throw it aside. We stand together as one, hugging, naked from the waste up, feeling the warmth of each others skin, sharing space.
I take your hand and lead you to the bed, I lift you up, side saddled, and lay you on the bed. I begin to kiss your chest, and the part of your neck underneath your chin. Your nipples and areolas are hard, as I kiss my way down to your belly button. As I continue to explore, my free hand is massaging your warm pussy through your jeans. You are ready. I work my way down to your knees, turn, and begin to tease you, kissing your crotch through the material. I can feel your moistness and warmth on my mouth, even though we are separated by two layers of cloth. Hooking my thumbs through your belt loops, I pull your zipper down with my teeth, and your snap/button magically releases itself, I work your jeans off with my hands, and continue kissing your crotch through your thong. It is black. And very smooth, like satin. As I kiss you through your thong, I can feel your labia through the material, and gently inhale your perfect scent. You can't stand it anymore, and pull your thong off, laying it on the back of my neck, so I am completely encircled with your warmth. I climb up, kissing your nipples again, I insert my middle finger in your mouth. You kiss it, and suck on it, like it was my shaft. I take my slippery, wet finger, and slide it down over your belly, over your hairless pussy, and insert it into your sex. The finger left behind a nice slippery trail of saliva from your chest to your pussy.
I withdraw my finger from your moistness, and insert it in my mouth, Once again, you smell and taste like perfection. The best I've ever known. My primitive emotions take over, and I begin to kiss and lick your pussy. I hear your breathing change, and your hips reposition themselves in preparation for what's in store for you. I tease you, kissing just the right spots, to drive you crazy, and not let you cum. I cup your ass in my hands, and I begin to eat you a little more aggressively, inserting my tongue inside you, and licking your walls. I explore my way up to your clit, and lick it in tiny aggressive circles, as I insert one, then two fingers inside you. Your hands find their way down to my head, and I feel your fingers stroking the back of my head pulling me closer, tighter, more heavily against your clit. Your breathing changes again, and low deep moans fill my ears as you lift your hips off the bed, pull me tight with your hands, and begin cumming on my tongue. Your taste is captivating as I lick up every drop, and linger down there, kissing and seeking every drop of your cum to savor, to taste, to consume you. My face is drenched, and I pull away wiping my face off on each of your thighs, they shimmer, the white skin is glossy with your fluids, and I gently, carefully lick it all up, cleaning you up till there is no traces of what just happened.
Now I lay next to you, resting, as I watch your belly go up and down with each breath, as you recover from your orgasm. You reach over and begin stoking my hard cock through my jeans, and I wonder what is next. Suddenly my pants and boxers are off, and you are kneeling in between my knees, kissing my shaft. Your tongue finds it's way down to my shaved balls, and you begin to lick and kiss them. It feels incredible, the tingling in my balls increases, as I feel my load straining to be set free. You encircle my head with your lips, nibbling, and gently sucking. Your mouth begins gliding up and down my shaft, as I feel your fingernails gently stroking my balls in little circles. You tease me, and stare into my eyes, not letting me cum right away, you want to enjoy this moment also. The stroking of my cock increases and my balls are nearly numb with all the tingling, and it is time. I explode in your mouth, and you continue to suck and glide up and down my shaft, as I grab the bed sheets in my hands. You linger for a moment, swallowing my sweet/saltiness and withdraw my cock from your mouth, all the while gazing into my eyes. There is a small pearly drop on the tip, and you scoop it off with your finger, and feed it to me. We are one.
We lay together, our naked bodies touching, our feet tangled up with each other, my arms around you, your head on my chest, and we drift asleep. There is nothing in the world like it. You feel safe.
The alarm on your dresser begins to chime. It is almost time to get up, you kiss my neck, your hand reaches down to feel my 'little buddy' and the next story begins.
Stay tuned for chapter 2 !!
With intimate hugs,
RJ - Your friend, your lover.
I'm sorry. it's just.. so touching. I mean.. who doesnt want their walls licked?
poor bastard thought he was gettin laid by some ho in cedar grove. I must admit, tho. that first guy is pretty sexy.
I'm sorry. it's just.. so touching. I mean.. who doesnt want their walls licked?
poor bastard thought he was gettin laid by some ho in cedar grove. I must admit, tho. that first guy is pretty sexy.
someone leave with me. I want someone to take me out of here. pack your shit and let's leave tonight.
but don't call my call when you're ready. I ain't got one no more!
what bullshit.
something big needs to happen real soon. I'm getting pretty bored. and we all know what happens when I get bored.
EDIT: cell phone found.
but don't call my call when you're ready. I ain't got one no more!
what bullshit.
something big needs to happen real soon. I'm getting pretty bored. and we all know what happens when I get bored.
EDIT: cell phone found.
- Mood:
bored - Music:converge - disintegration

