i'm your reality check today
h: big poop
h: on my face
h: it's such a disgrace
p: spray you with mace
p: wear pretty lace
h: hold up my shoe lace
h: is untied
i don't feel particularly intrigued but i want an entry to be here so this thing makes sense right now. i get to order things from american apparel wholesale right now and it's totally and completely fun. this journal is for keeping up with people that i want to on a closer level outside the other journal and/or for this jrrrnl to serve as sort of an update for my friends on whatever? like people who i think might actually want to feast on my thoughts because i want to take a bite out of theirs' too and that won't care if i talk about my vagina or something or just blurt out and don't quote lyrics or poems so you can never tell if it's me talking or a quote.
revenge for the grackels at taco c (to the tune of christian brothers by elliott smith):
no black feathered fucker's going to boss me around
teenage girls gonna take them down
you can't have anymore tortillas, bitch
...we're working on it!
ps my subject line is in reference to my insane gynecologist
h: on my face
h: it's such a disgrace
p: spray you with mace
p: wear pretty lace
h: hold up my shoe lace
h: is untied
i don't feel particularly intrigued but i want an entry to be here so this thing makes sense right now. i get to order things from american apparel wholesale right now and it's totally and completely fun. this journal is for keeping up with people that i want to on a closer level outside the other journal and/or for this jrrrnl to serve as sort of an update for my friends on whatever? like people who i think might actually want to feast on my thoughts because i want to take a bite out of theirs' too and that won't care if i talk about my vagina or something or just blurt out and don't quote lyrics or poems so you can never tell if it's me talking or a quote.
revenge for the grackels at taco c (to the tune of christian brothers by elliott smith):
no black feathered fucker's going to boss me around
teenage girls gonna take them down
you can't have anymore tortillas, bitch
...we're working on it!
ps my subject line is in reference to my insane gynecologist