i really don't want to fucking go back. if i go back, i'll never fucking leave, and that will kill me quicker than anything.
i wrote this at a bus stup.
it's colder out here than i would like. it's six-thirty five in the evening, pacific time, and i'm sitting at the bus stop on the corner of southwest fifth and southwest salmon in portland, oregon.
the money was in my bank account when i checked it, two hundred dollars staring me in the face in black and green...
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it's colder out here than i would like. it's six-thirty five in the evening, pacific time, and i'm sitting at the bus stop on the corner of southwest fifth and southwest salmon in portland, oregon.
the money was in my bank account when i checked it, two hundred dollars staring me in the face in black and green...
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my current profile picture pretty much sums up how i feel; dazed, sleepy, staring off into the distance with no real vision, hair spilling everywhere with nothing to keep it back, unshaven, unclean, unhinged.
i'm breaking down and going to the Matrix this afternoon. i'm a completist; what can i say?
last night at the bar found me singing Justin Timberlake's "Cry Me A River"...
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i'm breaking down and going to the Matrix this afternoon. i'm a completist; what can i say?
last night at the bar found me singing Justin Timberlake's "Cry Me A River"...
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(recorded in a desk chair in Hillsboro, Oregon, in one take with an improvised melody. typical boring darryl, but a sign of things to come, perhaps.)
It could be because it's darker, it could be for the way that you touched on the sides of my consciousness and smiled a "Hello," it could be for your rolling voice in phone calls in the...
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It could be because it's darker, it could be for the way that you touched on the sides of my consciousness and smiled a "Hello," it could be for your rolling voice in phone calls in the...
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thistle:
isn't it weird how crying is something people try to avoid but when it actually happens, it feels kinda good?
new fantasy. new profile picture.
stormy:
i love your new profile picture.
dude, you can watch me spazz out anytime.
dude, you can watch me spazz out anytime.
thanks to a flat tire, i got to miss both john vanderslice AND my friends at the bar.
terence trent mutha-phuckin' D'arby, baby.
disdain:
ha ha.
thistle:
what's the deal with that guy? please be my personal music critic dearest.
that new small pic for stormy is SO CUTE.
if i were rich, i would spend lots of money on her if she would look at me like that just once.
*melt*
if i were rich, i would spend lots of money on her if she would look at me like that just once.
*melt*
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disdain:
he he he.
that was painfully cute.
that was painfully cute.
lindex:
I think we may have a drummer but only for the punx rox0ringz, so get your shit ready soon (heh I'm such a hypocrite).
I need your current phn# cause I've only got your house sitting one
I need your current phn# cause I've only got your house sitting one
more useless emo bullshit.
over the phone the other day, my father told me to hurry up and start doing wht i want to do, because one day i'm going to look around and see my friends getting the things they want, and i'll still be sitting around doing nothing.
it's happening already, and i'm so scared that it's already too late for me to...
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over the phone the other day, my father told me to hurry up and start doing wht i want to do, because one day i'm going to look around and see my friends getting the things they want, and i'll still be sitting around doing nothing.
it's happening already, and i'm so scared that it's already too late for me to...
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i am going to start a story tonight.
I'm fucking posting it. Please don't read this; it just needs to be here.
I'm supposed to visit the shrink in about two hours, but, having no way to pay him, I'm tempted to call his office and tell him that I can't make it.
I crashed again emotionally last night, right around the time I talked to my grandfather about the shrink. I called...
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I'm supposed to visit the shrink in about two hours, but, having no way to pay him, I'm tempted to call his office and tell him that I can't make it.
I crashed again emotionally last night, right around the time I talked to my grandfather about the shrink. I called...
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read my fucking livejournal; i'm too tired to post it here.