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Saturday, March 21, 2009
the springtime of our discontent.
idiosyncrasies.
everyone has them.
i find ripping up paper to be very cathartic.
better than screaming.
or punching a wall.
or doing shots...(maybe.)
for now i'll just clean house.
while listening to 108.
"hollow are the bones of lonely..."
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regression.
call me steam.
black heart queen.
exsanguination.
legend.
clearly canadian.
feel good hit of the spring.
1,095 days.
the stale taste of recycled air.
48.
"the only advice i remember is it's better be luck...
it was too loud to hear what i was thinking.
my heart belongs to daddy.
legacy.
rock of ages?
adieu.
the springtime of our discontent.
"the weather has been hiding secret messages in sn...
transitions.
dear dunkin donuts,
unlucky.
t minus 79 days...
Sláinte chugat!
the Crüe is me, the Crüe is you!
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