Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance that vaguely set your doctrine of beliefs, you know nothing of art or sex that you couldn't read in any trendy new york underground fashion magazine...Proto-typical non-conformist. You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store gastapo. You adhere to a set of standards and tastes that appear to be determined ( Read more... )

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Sometimes I talk too much to myself ( Read more... )

Some thoughts ( Read more... )

Hey, who wants to hang out friday night?

Let me know

Carrying across the steet ( Read more... )

I am so mad right now

because i was just about to post the best song ever written by me
but it got deleted somehow

I hate this!

dance friday who's going

Remember when I swore that I'd never forget you ( Read more... )

Hey, Haven't updated in a while......i can't beleive summer is over, and school is going start in exactly a week from today ( Read more... )

You were Everything I........Once Had

who wants to be friends?