i miss my girls.
i miss my jager.
i look fucking good right now. where are you?
i miss my jager.
i look fucking good right now. where are you?
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i don't remember
your smell or your face
his eyes rake my body
and his tongue wets my waist
it felt like today went by so fast and i have nothing to say...
i stand up to feel you on the back of my legs
it doesn't stain but it hurts
it forgets and i drink
into late november
your smell or your face
his eyes rake my body
and his tongue wets my waist
it felt like today went by so fast and i have nothing to say...
i stand up to feel you on the back of my legs
it doesn't stain but it hurts
it forgets and i drink
into late november
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tiffanymarie:
i envy your beauty.
reverendbenzo:
You have such a way with words! Very nice.
wake up.
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tegan:
i miss you
nightmare23:
I'd love to pull your hair
i've decided, that i want it all. and i still want my hair pulled.
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ericj:
I like the way you think, young lady. 
arik:
i think all i really want right now is a modest mouse concert. that would make my life measurably less lame. it's been like a year! that's way, way too long.
fuckin mangoes man
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jackskellington3:
who needs mangoes any way 
devastator:
they're getting too fucking expensive.
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sk8rn:
You sound so broken. I hope not for too long.
tsalt:
you can borrow my Chevron card 
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bleeding_beige:
I really like your band and movie choices (profile). Being from Stockton, I like to see people still appreciate Pavement. You should have gone to ATP in Long Beach the other weekend...Built to Spill, Modest Mouse, Steven Malkmus and the Jicks, Shins... 
bleeding_beige:
I really like your band and movie choices (profile). Being from Stockton, I like to see people still appreciate Pavement. You should have gone to ATP in Long Beach the other weekend...Built to Spill, Modest Mouse, Steven Malkmus and the Jicks, Shins...
it feels like broken glass.
here she sits. two bloody mary's. six shots of vodka. 3 hours later. doesn't remember how to spell. i don't think my heart can take you on. tennessee accent pushing on my sex. the letter b tattooed on my stomach. i still want you. this is my thursday. dressed like that. i dreamt of breathing down your back. i'm still...
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here she sits. two bloody mary's. six shots of vodka. 3 hours later. doesn't remember how to spell. i don't think my heart can take you on. tennessee accent pushing on my sex. the letter b tattooed on my stomach. i still want you. this is my thursday. dressed like that. i dreamt of breathing down your back. i'm still...
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kelland:
you have the best journals of anyone on here.
and I say that with complete conviction and honesty. I can always relate to what you are writing even if it seems completely irrelevant to anything I am going through.
I hope you are happy. I hope someone is making you happy. that is what I hope.
and I say that with complete conviction and honesty. I can always relate to what you are writing even if it seems completely irrelevant to anything I am going through.
I hope you are happy. I hope someone is making you happy. that is what I hope.
jackskellington3:
I really love your Journal, that's all I can really say since everyone else as all ready said it so well
last night at 3:53 am i heard voices. it turns out that i am NOT crazy. there really are people talking outside my window. some people refer to them as neighbors. i was not aware of this. the trees don't talk.
i just finished work. four hours of clients, sucking the energy out of me, right out my fingertips. super.
what i have left for...
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i just finished work. four hours of clients, sucking the energy out of me, right out my fingertips. super.
what i have left for...
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cjlondon:
i hate the smell of fall but the way you put it sounds so poetic.
shayne:
[Edited on Sep 03, 2004 4:22AM]
[Edited on Sep 03, 2004 4:22AM]
it really is about the knife sex. i want one dirty motel room, orange shag carpet, a bottle of jack, one knife.
fucking worm. fucking virus. fucking computer. fucking laziness. i will get around to fixing it tonight, so that i can spend every waking moment on the internet. staring at you.
i'm at that point where i "feel" happy. i don't know if it...
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fucking worm. fucking virus. fucking computer. fucking laziness. i will get around to fixing it tonight, so that i can spend every waking moment on the internet. staring at you.
i'm at that point where i "feel" happy. i don't know if it...
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fancier:
hi.
_william_:
and yours brought a smile to mine. Now we're even.
hours.
i can't wait to see you.