so, now that i want to invite you to a party that the person it's for actually wants you there (see before, it was the person's birthday: she didn't invite you, not me)...well i can't invite you because you've banned me from commenting in your journal. so i have to ask the person who didn't invite you last time (who is not banned), to invite you ( Read more... )

the days are getting shorter

i'm sorry i was busy not listening to you. you're so very wrong. everything you have to say sounds like that chick in the other room on the peanut's comic strip: waaaaaaaaaah wah wah waaaaaaaaaaaaah. wrong. end of story ( Read more... )

i sat in union square today, legs outstretched, face to sun for the last few freckles of the summer. in a sea of people, this song was in my head. i think there's something to it ( Read more... )

sorry about tha ( Read more... )

do you ever wish you could slice of that tiny part of your heart that holds on to emotions that you simply no longer want or need, and sew on a prosthetic with new, or devoid of, emoitions ( Read more... )

i heard this song last night in the bart station while waiting for my line to go sleep at someone else's house ( Read more... )

i suppose i'm back...well sort of. a lot of me feels different...and a lot of other people are so much the same; it's funny how that happens ( Read more... )

1) when I was a kid, after school i: went straight to ballet/jazz/clogging/technique/whathaveyou practice then walked home ( Read more... )

DO YOU SNORE ( Read more... )