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It pisses me off to no end to listen to 18 year old titfags ( no offence if youre a titfag in real life or consider yourself as such and/or  are affiliated to titfags, i don't personally have anything against titfags, this is merely to express my well, disgust to a broader audience of people ) reciting all their big named influences and hipster ( Read more... )

So I cut. Twice in the last week. Before i left New York while being with Jay right after we had sex and today after he cut in the morning. I took the hottest bath and cut my leg open with a razor. Three little triplet cuts everywhere, bleeders, too. I am trying to make him feel responsible, i helped him out this morning and then slipped into ( Read more... )

So the lost boy i'm loving currenly is curled up in a ball at the other end of the bed, wrapped in a coheed and cambria shirt and skinny jeans. his black dusty mohawk is all pretty wrapped next ot his head and i love him

I feel like shit, essentially. At all times. He drives me nuts, makes me want to kill him. He won't listen when i speak even if he asks and the way he looks at me has changed from adoration and admiration to pure boredom. I could do splits on an elephant with pumpkin pie on my nipples he wouldn't give a flying shit. I feel trapped like a million ( Read more... )

 Everybody always worries and wonders about the Lost Boys but who worries about  the  Lost Girls falling about all the oceans and drowning in dreams and stolen opportunities?

I'm a Lost Girl. And you can't save me. We can both sit on the couch and be perfectly numb. Two lost little people. One Boy and one Girl. All Lost in our own premise. I'm lost ( Read more... )

I am , perhaps, the only girl who has ever felt like this but i just realized something while doing the dishes ( yes, my housewife self took over and i actually got shit done). Anyway, I used to feel entirely reponsible for any kind of sexual errection i would cause to the male somethings around me.
Not in a "oooh, look he got a boner" but more in a ( Read more... )

"I'm a million different people
all wrapped into one
i've got a glitch to switch
a mission to solve
and i'm afraid the wrapping will break
i'll spill on the floor
all seven of me
al my eighteen bodies 
and my twenty thousand brains
my heart is gonna spill
and so will my million sins
i'll be on the ( Read more... )

I am aware that I am a horrible bitch most of the times. But I've spent hours of my life being nice to the wrong people and it's not paying off. Clearly not. Which results in my bitchiness most of the times. 
I'm a very nice person. I don't pride myself with it, neither do i pretend i'm not. I am very nice. I am forgetfull and shameless and rude but ( Read more... )

here it comes

it's so hard to write down how i feel. Right now i should take my ESL test in white plains, buy High Def make up at Sephora and get my Social Security number. I should pay my two parking tickets. Deposit my check. I should try and find my drivers license. Because i won't be able to drive the new car without it.

I should do so many ( Read more... )