i haven't updated in what seems like eight bajilliontrillion years. finals, man. i'm beyond ready for summer.
i know i've been posting a lot of lyrics lately...sorry for the cryptic-ness, my head has just been in some wierd places lately...
i finally got my class ring back- and now there's no reason in the world to even speak to him again. which makes me a little sad, but i know its for the best in the long run. it's horrible, but i really hope he catches the uti his new gf/my old best friend contracted on he and i's supposed-to-be one year anniversary (karma attacked her vagina! bahahaha)...yeah, life gets complicated. but i'm finding the only way to get over him is to learn how to hate him. is that so bad?
in other news, i really need a second job. especially if i'm going to get my phone booth tattoo at the end of this month! ah! i'm considering going back to starbucks a couple of days a week, but i'm not sure i want to re-sell my soul. it was hard enough convincing the coffee gods to give it back.
speaking of the phone booth, i'm pretty sure it's going to be a raggedly old new york city phonebooth with graffiti all over it. behind its broken glass door, skillfully covered by the door panels themselves, will be a very sad very naked chick...i haven't seen what my artist's drawn up yet, but that's what we came up with just talking about it, and i'm GIDDY. i think it's going on my right thigh...
oh! i've just discovered my life long dream...
to go to a FOXY SHAZAM show. (youtube that shit right now.) shalalalalala yeah.
i know i've been posting a lot of lyrics lately...sorry for the cryptic-ness, my head has just been in some wierd places lately...
i finally got my class ring back- and now there's no reason in the world to even speak to him again. which makes me a little sad, but i know its for the best in the long run. it's horrible, but i really hope he catches the uti his new gf/my old best friend contracted on he and i's supposed-to-be one year anniversary (karma attacked her vagina! bahahaha)...yeah, life gets complicated. but i'm finding the only way to get over him is to learn how to hate him. is that so bad?
in other news, i really need a second job. especially if i'm going to get my phone booth tattoo at the end of this month! ah! i'm considering going back to starbucks a couple of days a week, but i'm not sure i want to re-sell my soul. it was hard enough convincing the coffee gods to give it back.
speaking of the phone booth, i'm pretty sure it's going to be a raggedly old new york city phonebooth with graffiti all over it. behind its broken glass door, skillfully covered by the door panels themselves, will be a very sad very naked chick...i haven't seen what my artist's drawn up yet, but that's what we came up with just talking about it, and i'm GIDDY. i think it's going on my right thigh...
oh! i've just discovered my life long dream...
to go to a FOXY SHAZAM show. (youtube that shit right now.) shalalalalala yeah.
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But I'm sure he would've loved that if he was here right now
xoxo