January 2010
33 posts
im tired of being sad.
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hot ass bitch. says:
holy shit.
drew.
i have a great fucking idea.
i could buy a pack of crunk juice.
Drew. says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAJSHASKHAKSHAKSHAKSHAKSJHAKSHAKJSHKAJSHAKJSHAKSJHASJHAHAHAH
hot ass bitch. says:
and sell them so i get more out of them than i payed for them
and keep doing that until i have enough to get the fridge!!!!!!!!
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so,yesterday was national spaghetti day.
and today, is national whipped cream day.
im going to go have some whipped cream. (Y)
party.
i dont know what i want.
i dont know what i am going to have or have given in my lifetime’s end.
i dont know anything, really.
at all. its all in the unknown.
and, in life right now, im just trying to find my place.
and trying out new things…and old things..just to see if they put a smile on my face.
people keep coming and going.
everything keeps coming and going.
and a few...
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so, its hardly after 6. In the am, of course, considering the fact my sleeping pattern is completely fucked in the ass. im bored. And, hot dog hero is not sufficing. Neither is fighting with my boyfriend over a proper goodbye. Ugh. my chest is pounding. So is my foot from sitting on it for the last hour. 6 and a half hours into my day…and i already want it to be over. fuck the new year. its...
I dont blame serial killers for their ways. We all...
I brought him to the Riker Ave. dumps. There is a house that stands alone, not far from where I took him. I took the boy there. Stripped him naked and tied his hands and feet and gagged him with a piece of dirty rag I picked out of the dump. Then I burned his clothes. Threw his shoes in the dump. Then I walked back and took the trolley to 59 St. at 2 A.M. and walked from there home. Next day...
“we’re all mad here”
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“you came to me like a dream.
The kind that always leaves just as the best part...”
– Alkaline Trio.