February 2011
47 posts
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January 2011
44 posts
Well.
After this weekend, I died a little on the inside.
I hate drawing hearts.
They always end up crooked. /:
fucking meeko.
I was loading stuff into my sister’s car, dad opened up the garage door, Meeko runs out the door, into the streets, I had to chase my dog four blocks in boxers and sandals, and some girl that got out of school was staring at me.
asdfkjasdf i’mtired;backtobeinglazy.
Paramore and some sick screams. What more could I...
Fuckkk. A new year, less than an hour in, and I feel like shit already. My head is fucked up somewhere in there; I feel like I’m going to fucking puke. FUCK ME.