seriously, why did I watch eternal sunshine of the spotless mind? that was an awful idea. Love’s rough… really fucking rough.
I need your money, it could help me. I need your car and I need your love. Could you help a brother out? Could you help a brother out?
Tonight my favorite store caught on fire. More importantly my dream guy old man is in the hospital. Or I don’t know, he could be dead. My friend who lives a couple of buildings down from my favorite vintage shop called me tonight to tell me that it was on fire. The man who owns it lives in an apartment above the shop. She told me that they broke the front window to get in, and paramedics...
Mtv get off skins.
Holes is actually a really cute movie.
Yes, it was childish, and you got aggressive;and I must admit that that I was a bit scared. But it gives me thrills to wind you up. My fingertips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation. And I know that I should let go but I can’t. And everytime we fight I know it’s not right. Everytime that you’re upset and I smile, I know I should forget… But I can’t.
Coordinate brain and mouth, and ask me what it’s like to have myself so figured out… I wish I knew.
I checked the mail. There was a doll head attached to a string with pictures of your face glued on, and it said, “she should have done what you could have if you were in love.” Then it started to rain.
I’m terrified to clean my room because of all the things I might find buried under the piles and piles of stuff that has built up over the past year that reminds me of when I was in love with you. Pretty sad huh?
My new years resolution is to stop thinking of ways to get you to forgive me. Have a good life.
Kat: casper? if my mom’s a ghost do you think she’d forget about me? Casper: no she’d never forget you. Kat? If I was alive would you go to the halloween dance with me? Kat:mhm Casper:kat, can I keep you? I wish there were more boys like casper.
In my dreams, we live in my house, and we never get mad no matter what happens. We talk it out before we go to bed, then we paint our nails, and then sleep seperately. It’s kind of nice dream life where no one’s mad; and the snow melts and the sun shines.