...i went from wanting to know your favorite food to wanting to throw up.

...i went from wanting to know your middle name to wanting to dtive off a cliff.

...i went from wanting to take you out to dinner to wanting to fall asleep for days.

we were supposed to have a future, but it turns out we're history.

There I was. There she was. Other nights were surrounded with friends, bystanders. Not tonight. Tonight she was mine.The dinner, the discussion, the driving; and now, we're here. Me, her, my car, the canyon, the sky, and the night; but more importantly, me and her. There's a comfortable silence; the kind Uma Thurman talks about ( Read more... )

So, this is the first. I have a few ideas I simply need to articulate, but we'll start with this ( Read more... )

So I got into a car crash. I'm alright, the other lady's alright (see:broken arm), but my car's totaled.

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Just saw Star Wars #3.

I want to stab George Lucas in the eye.

I despise Donald Trump. He makes me sick. It's sooo stupid that soo many people oggle over him just because he's another rich John.

The new Star Wars movies are utterly horrible.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith is just a pathetic excuse to let the public see Angelina Jolie get flogged.

I have sooo much fricken homework.

I'm lonely, confused, and overwhelmed.

I need a hug =(

geez I hate Jared from subway.

why can't those sandwiches just give him cancer or something.

Just got back from Sin City.....

soo many emotions; i don't know what to fricken say. That movie is simply.... amazing. You can hate all you want.

Listened to Murder by Death on the way home. a perfect compliment to the night.

People want to feel desired.
People want to feel ... wanted.
People want to feel like there are people who care about their everyday existance.
People just want to know that someone else cares about them.

In an unrelated story, I realized that its spelled Czech, not cezech.