i've been having the most vivid dreams the past few weeks. i love how i can't decipher reality amidst the fantasy..

i was talking to him on the phone.. i wanted some but i had none. so he blew me some through the phone. from baggy to shortened straw to phone line to.. he blew it too hard and i expected that. i moved out of the way of the receiver ( Read more... )

GIVE ME SOME MORE YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!!! WHERE THE FUCK HAVE THE SUPPLIES GONE?! I AM FUCKING DYING HERE. GOD. PLEEEASE. HELP ME. OHSHITT. OHSHITT ( Read more... )

spend december 25th with dad's side of family here in auckland. attend uncle's wedding in dunedin december 30th [my outfit is the fkn best. new dress, new shoes, new hat, new pearls. now: no money.]. do touristy stuff around the south island of nz with parents [yes, my new year's eve is going to suck cock&balls]. get back to auckland january 5th. ( Read more... )

these past few weeks, omg, i have been SUCH a [loser] home body. i'm pretty sure i'll soon succumb to social-ineptness. HAHA. and insomnia has still been ever so present. some days i just don't sleep. like, i actually make a conscious decision not to. yeh, it's retarded. and even if i've been up for like thirty hours and finally decide that i ( Read more... )

'my oral demonstration
be like clitoral stimulation'
i don't say much
but the impact is huge
i can be your favorite movie
like moulin rouge
but silent like chaplin
not hand-to-hand but mind-to-mind grapplin'
silent renowned charm
as well known as orwell's animal farm
my bright eyes and laughter and my seldom speech
it'll stick to your memory forever
like an ( Read more... )

nothing could ever beat partying in manila.

she's not an alcoholic.


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ahHh..

FINALLY. i've finished tweaking my required college application essays to perfection. 1st i had to describe how i spent my last two summers [lots and lotsss of travelling]. 2nd i had to write about a meaningful activity, interest or experience [my life-changing [harhar] recent trip to cali]. 3rd i had to describe an idea or experience that i ( Read more... )

'isn't it pretty to think so?'

my friend wrote me this about a year ago. i've saved it on my phone till this day..

once smiled. then drank too deep from well of woe; clasped in hope: clutching kills. bleakseeker's sorrowsoiled glances hunt mirrored silence; sobbing stalks the night. clung to crippled lust for truth, bred by dreamdeath fleeting: salvaged urge to cope. moment to ( Read more... )

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