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it's official... i am obsessed. i am in love with death cab for cutie...
philip and i listened to all of the mixed cd's i made back in my freshman and sophmore years. it was great, like traveling back to when music started getting really good. boxcar racer, jimmy eat world, chevelle, zwan, ben kweller, weezer, ok go, korn, seether... all of that stuff. where did the good music go? sure fall out boy is great... but their old stuff is better and radio stations massacre "sugar we're going down." retarted...
i wish i was out. i am utterly sick of LCHS. i can't wait to get out. dredlocks, great sex, i'll work in a bong shop. it'll be the only place that'll hire me with dreds. let's move to carrytown or palm harbor where daddy lives. i'll be a roadie with him, and i'll get you in backstage. maybe steven tyler will make eye contact with me...
i love him more than the awesome passion we shared this morning.