[x] saw an irish pub ( Read more... )

for whatever reason, my 'untilitwasgone' screenname got suspended. so, instead of relying wholly on archrivalmegalon, which i'll probably just can now anyway, i made a new one. if rightversusleft IMs you, it's me. if you IM rightversusleft, it's me.

shitty day. shitty few days.

i have too many expectations.
i get disappointed too much.
i'm just as naive as we make believe jason is.
i deserve the stale superficiality of a state without a soul for the next four years.

i've got this chill running through me. right through me. through every little piece of me. it's cold and metaphorical and cannot be cured by the warmth of a wrinkled electric blanket or a sweatshirt or two. don't ask why.

"when you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts."

just as summer's hold is fleeting, i was here and now i'm gone.

i hate when people tell me "i love you." god, i hate it more than anything.

this is mostly everybody who was at my house on saturday ( Read more... )

and i know she loved me then, i swear to god she did.
it was the way she'd bite my lower lip, and push her hips against my hips.

so i made this foolandhismoney account today. i'll be writing all of my darkest secrets in there, with brutal honesty and voracious attacks. it'll be mean, angry, emotion-charged shit, laiden with personal attacks and no chance at commenting. naturally, it's strictly friends only, though i doubt you'll enjoy reading it. i doubt you'll read it, actually, ( Read more... )

this friday, for my birthday, i just want somebody to get me drunk...

edit: i seem to wind up changing my subject when i use a bright eyes lyric. hmmm.