"the language i speak is hate and my verbs are my fists"

wednesday, may 31, 2006

clam up everytime you ever try to say anything real to anyone outloud without the red light or microphone.
endearing? pathetic?
lose the question marks.
edit.
we should do this more often.
reality television without the cameras.
a ticket. a miss. a loss. a cancellation.
i am the hot mess,
"downtown girls" are more fun, forever. like he said.
there is not a single word i could write that would make you understand how i feel right now.
please return my spirit to me.
its 8am pete, dont you dare go to sleep.

posted by xo @ 12:03 AM