March 2012
128 posts
Just what I needed.
A weekend approaching, filled with ferry rides, foxy ladies, rasberry bacardi, drunken golf cart theft, a blacked out slumber, a burrito-cured hangover, rock climbing, and fire spinning. San Francisco isn’t ready for this. Atsssst.
February 2012
171 posts
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I guess the thing I miss the most is being able to crawl into your arms and cry. You, unlike anyone else, knew better than to ask what was wrong. You understood me, and even when you didn’t, you knew exactly how to do nothing so perfectly.
meatmodel:
my talents include bullshitting essays at 12am
if only you could put this, solving a rubiks cube, and juggling iphones on a resume.
Federal Tax return?
Hello 50% off timberland boots and neon indian ticket.
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Cliche
Sometimes all I think about
is wanting to tell you
that I think
about you.
tedmdavis:
When can we get together again?
Nevermind, I’ve lost you.
How can I tell if I love you anymore?
Nevermind, I know I do.
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From tonight's journal:
Gah I’m so cliche. Fuck me.
Anonymous asked: whats a random talent you have
Anonymous asked: youre gosh darn cute.
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Might as well kill the whole 40 because its just...
drunk wisdom.
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It's a get really drunk by myself and write lame...
I remember a freakish amount of my dreams
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I’ve gotten myself lost in those oceanic eyes
all I wanted was to get into that pretty little head of yours.
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Nope. I’m not writing this book review. I’m dropping out of school and becoming a homeless street performer. FUCK THIS SHIT AHHHHHHHHH
My emotions are being retarded
Drunkness accomplished
Time to write this Book Review.
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Juggler Problems:
I fucking suck at juggling.
