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i keep having these beautiful dreams where everything is allright. it sucks waking up to reality though. cuz reality sucks right now.
i hung out with TITIMOZ yesterday. omg i miss him. we blasted, who else, BRITNEY SPEARS and went thrifting. top down in his BMW of course. brought back good memories. im so glad he's better. i hope he stays better.
postal service sings my emotions. i love them.
so does fiona apple.
and courtney love too.
last night i had this weird dream that someone took away my music. like i couldnt listen to music anymore. it was seriously terrifying.
music is one of the last remaining things that is making me happy.
what would i do if it all dissapeared?
maybe this dream was saposed to remind me how important music is.
maybe it was a sign to post on craigs list again.
i dont want to do it. it takes too long. i just want to create a band already. damn it.
i bet san francisco will help with that.
i woke up almost crying after my music dream.
went back to sleep, had a paul dream.
woke up to my dismal reality.
fuuck.
arthur leaves tonight at 630. i do hope he has fun. i hope more that i get to see him before he departs.
jake is the little boy i babysit. everytime i look over at him, he smiles at me in such a genuine way.
it makes me want to have a baby.
NO. i dont mean that.
i hung out with TITIMOZ yesterday. omg i miss him. we blasted, who else, BRITNEY SPEARS and went thrifting. top down in his BMW of course. brought back good memories. im so glad he's better. i hope he stays better.
postal service sings my emotions. i love them.
so does fiona apple.
and courtney love too.
last night i had this weird dream that someone took away my music. like i couldnt listen to music anymore. it was seriously terrifying.
music is one of the last remaining things that is making me happy.
what would i do if it all dissapeared?
maybe this dream was saposed to remind me how important music is.
maybe it was a sign to post on craigs list again.
i dont want to do it. it takes too long. i just want to create a band already. damn it.
i bet san francisco will help with that.
i woke up almost crying after my music dream.
went back to sleep, had a paul dream.
woke up to my dismal reality.
fuuck.
arthur leaves tonight at 630. i do hope he has fun. i hope more that i get to see him before he departs.
jake is the little boy i babysit. everytime i look over at him, he smiles at me in such a genuine way.
it makes me want to have a baby.
NO. i dont mean that.