February 2012
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I don’t have anyone to complain to about how annoying every single person on the earth is anymore. Is that karma?
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And then Cathy showed up and we hung out
Trading swigs from the bottle all bitter and clean
Locking eyes, holding hands
Two twin high maintenance machines
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.
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Too dark.
Too quiet.
Too alone.
I can’t sleep.
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My next video is going to be dope. Look out.
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I’m cranky without your snuggles.
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Legitimately hate people who write books.
Your stupid fucking life is not special and I’m not impressed you wrote a book about it.
Everyone’s life sucks.
Why would you simply recount your life? Why wouldn’t you be creative? Why wouldn’t you want to be creative in your expression?
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I sleep on my back cause it's good for the spine
sugarsnake:
and coffin rehearsal
I know a psychic who reads her own palms
and the findings are personal
she keeps her fists shut tight and she sleeps on her side
well maybe she knows something I don’t know
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Okay,
Soooooo needless to say I was a tiny upset yesterday.
(I was also a tiny, or so, drunk).
Today however, I will stay posi.
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Happy Saturdaze y'all
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Wait, I just realized something…The Decemberists listened to Aeroplane Over the Sea then wrote 3214324234 albums of their ‘own’?
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I got a new job.
I get paid more money.
Yet I have no money.
I’m going to see mates of state tonight.
I’ll worry about it at the end of the month.
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Theme of my job:
CYA.