turin

I am making you a mix tape, one track at a time. from now until I get bored with it I am gonna put up one completely random mp3 for you to download, if you so desire, when I update my journal. you'll probably hate some of them, because my taste is all over the place.

don't tell the cops. I ain't got permission for jack shit.

I'm gonna kick things off in style:
track #1 on turin's never-ending mix tape is called The Enemy Guns by a band called devotchka.

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friend m has a boyfriend. friend m has a crush on me. I'm told that friend m's boyfriend is far more into friend a than friend m.

friends s and h assure me that friend m is a complete psychopath when it comes to relationships. that's ok, I can handle that

tonight I stumbled home drunk, two miles at least. I've never measured it. I set off motion detectors the whole way.