I went through no less than forty--forty--chopsticks. Which, all things considered wasn't too bad after my alarm clock didn't work at all. And all of the hot water was out. My hair looked amazing.

I was ready for anyone to jump out of the walls to try and kill me. No luck there either. Horrible day.

Anyway. I'm getting a roommate. Note worthy

Some old, shut in bitch poet said something like friendship is an an estate. That makes sense. Property cut backs change with the times. I don't approve of this bullshit but I keep living on where I stand. Some other world is one asshole richer.

You know something though, no matter who comes or who goes, I'm not cracking. You piece of shit City, do ( Read more... )

Uncursed? I should know better than to feel optimistic, but a nice way to start out the month.

I had no idea that aquatic life could be so high maintenance. Or that whoever has the pitiful occupation of writing about them has no desire to engage the reader.

Filtered from Mickey Knox's Pussy Ass and That Fucking Bitch Cindy//Unhackable

I may as well ( Read more... )

Ha ha, curse. Very fucking funny. Enjoyable. Yeah, yeah. Fuck.

Mickey, you know better. I don't think I need to continue from there. Unless you'd like to at the edge of a sword. In that case, I'd be happy to.

Cori, you know better. Why didn't you stop me? I want that tape. God, knows what kind of sick kick you get out of it.

Private to Ikkaku;
Thank ( Read more... )

I don't even know why you keep trying. It'll take more than that. You only want to make me miserable. You'll have to try harder you fucking cunts. I don't care. Fuck this. Fuck.

Fuck you City. Fuck this shit. Fuck all of this. Do whatever you want I don't care. I don't fucking care.

Who calls this music? Really. Some bitches think my stuff is bad, I'd like to see someone justify this shit. And yes, I have an appreciation for instrumentals. Don't pull that one. Piano lessons have some positive effects, years ago or not.

I guess this is a curse. I'm not feeling it. Unless someone's trying to assassinate with folk music. That'd ( Read more... )

Supposedly some big ass magic bullshit went down. I have no recollection of it whatsoever. I don't remember the weekend. I have the same amount of money and alcohol as I did before it so apparently it was not by my own admission. I was cursed. Great. That and I'm sure I got into some kind of fight or something. Whatever. The Hattori Hanzo katana is ( Read more... )

[Voice Post]

[Unlike a good fraction of the population, Elle is warm. Not only warm but snug in bed, sleeping. She rolls over, rustle rustle of covers and startles at the touch of skin against hers.]

What the--? [Sits up, pulling back the covers.]

You. [Oh there is clear dislike in that tone. Mattress creaks. She's pushing on whoever it is.] What the ( Read more... )

I fucking hate this place.

I'll be dead before I look like this. That's the truth.

Oh God... I look like shit.

There is a lot of shit going on.

For those of you who didn't get the memo: Bill is gone and I have to accept that. If you don't know what I'm talking about forget it and shut up. That's the short answer to the question "What's wrong, Elle" or any kind of variation. I'll talk about it when I want to with who I want to.

Drinks and well selected words ( Read more... )