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all N all not 2 bad.
i'm a little wet. made i stop off at the tillman library just for little well organized uncertainty. what does that mean? not sure. i've already seen two people i know but can't seem to remember the girl's name that is sitting at my 3 o'clock- lauren, laura, la la la? anyway i've always thought she was real cute. probably because her eyes always seem to be laughing at me-
i made this mixtape but i have no one to give it to now. it appears she got scared again. am i really that volatile seeming? if so i can't seem to help it. la la la. what thefuck ever. onward! my pursuit of someone as strange as me, godspeed into the great yuppie yonder. these people are alright, i'm too hard on em. i like flirting but you have to be careful sometimes- you stir shit up you didn't mean to and then the word games of retreat get very tedious indeed.what does that mean? la la la.
i had to go to 201 today to get a a ticket dismissed. the line was short and the buzzer only went off once, i didn't know cigarettes would make it sound off- so it was relatively painless and the collection of downcast lawbreakers wasn't enough to bring me down into a complete funk (which it has before, disgust pointed inwards due to pity pointed out-) even walking thru the rain without an umbrella came off kinda romantic-like... the cracks in the road beneath my feet, skipping, humming the same talking heads tune (now THERE'S NOTHING BUT FLOWERS) which is on the mixtape that i listened to on the way there to make the redlights more bearable.
i'm a little wet. made i stop off at the tillman library just for little well organized uncertainty. what does that mean? not sure. i've already seen two people i know but can't seem to remember the girl's name that is sitting at my 3 o'clock- lauren, laura, la la la? anyway i've always thought she was real cute. probably because her eyes always seem to be laughing at me-
i made this mixtape but i have no one to give it to now. it appears she got scared again. am i really that volatile seeming? if so i can't seem to help it. la la la. what thefuck ever. onward! my pursuit of someone as strange as me, godspeed into the great yuppie yonder. these people are alright, i'm too hard on em. i like flirting but you have to be careful sometimes- you stir shit up you didn't mean to and then the word games of retreat get very tedious indeed.what does that mean? la la la.
i had to go to 201 today to get a a ticket dismissed. the line was short and the buzzer only went off once, i didn't know cigarettes would make it sound off- so it was relatively painless and the collection of downcast lawbreakers wasn't enough to bring me down into a complete funk (which it has before, disgust pointed inwards due to pity pointed out-) even walking thru the rain without an umbrella came off kinda romantic-like... the cracks in the road beneath my feet, skipping, humming the same talking heads tune (now THERE'S NOTHING BUT FLOWERS) which is on the mixtape that i listened to on the way there to make the redlights more bearable.