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last night:
out with the girls, didnt really know anyone and felt akward. instead of crashing at kayes, i chilled with the boys at tierney's til like 3 am. threw up in the canyons because my stomach is WEAK. slept in one of the guys car for an hour. im so dead its not even funny. yet i have the energy to exchange immature little bitch comments with a little girl who thinks shes the shit.
(What is a dead girl but a shadowy ghost
Or a dead man's voice but a distant and
vain affirmation
Like dream words most)
macleish beauty again. if anyone wants to get me a book of his poems, i will love them.
out with the girls, didnt really know anyone and felt akward. instead of crashing at kayes, i chilled with the boys at tierney's til like 3 am. threw up in the canyons because my stomach is WEAK. slept in one of the guys car for an hour. im so dead its not even funny. yet i have the energy to exchange immature little bitch comments with a little girl who thinks shes the shit.
(What is a dead girl but a shadowy ghost
Or a dead man's voice but a distant and
vain affirmation
Like dream words most)
macleish beauty again. if anyone wants to get me a book of his poems, i will love them.