Monthly Archives April 2005

bitches love me ’cause i know how to fuck

had a good conversation with some (i had words!! shit yeah!! though i ran my mouth.  <3 much some some).  realized i took my act when i was 16 (ouch).  still scored in the 99th percentile like usual though.  doing more wcc-internship stuff monday.  the place we’re checking on…fucking sweet.  i’m going over our lease [...]

thank you

dream { i called her phone, but she didn’t answer.  instead it was the bartender.  he said that she’d been checked in to the ward.  i asked if it was possible to visit, he said no.  i asked if it was possible to talk to her, he said no. and suddenly finding that i had [...]

ugh

dry retched in the toilet, can’t stop shaking.  how a single dream can mentally crush who you are. right.  i’m going back to not-sleeping-till-i-pass-out for a while again.  it’s what keeps me from dreaming.  well, that and one other thing, but that’s not mine.

ugh

ugh.  ugh.  *shakes self*.  now i remember why i’ve been avoiding sleep.  those awful god damned dreams. ugh.  i wake up and i’m shaking, right down to my damn eyeballs. christ. { calling and getting the bartender instead.  and he says you can’t visit. }

j00 p30p1e

a{ i don’t know about you, but i’m having fun. } b{ i took the act when i was 16.  go figure. } c{ call me, i’ll be there.  you know who you are. } d{ no, i havn’t been doing well lately.  but i’m doing, and i’m honest.  so i’m doing well lately.  yeah… [...]