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Interests: Belle & Sebastian, Simon and Garfunkel, Broken Social Scene, Air, The Unicorns, Devendra Banhart, Elliot Smith, John Vanderslice, Mirah, Azure Ray, The postal service, The dresden dolls, Rasputina, Godspeed you! Black Emperor, The Kinks, Mojave 3, Son Ambulance, Art Garfunkel, Paul Simon, Do make say think, Jolie Holland, Arlo Guthrie, Phil Ochs, Country Joe MacDonald and the fish, The Beatles, Apples in stereo, Ravi Shankar, Camera Obscura, Solemite, The Matches, The K.G.B., The Plain White T's, Ad Frank, Ashlee Simpson, Be Good Tanyas, Ben Kweller, Coldplay, Damian Rice, The Dandy Warhols, Death Cab, The decemberists, Arab on Radar, Electric Light Orchestra, Ferry Corsten, Head Automatica, Iron and Wine, Mazzy Star, Metric, Modest Mouse, OkGo, Placebo, Queen, Relient K, The Rocket Summer, The Blood Brothers, Remy Zero, Rilo Kiley, Rufus Wainwright, The Shins, Sigur Ros, Silverchair, The Thrills, Travis, The walkmen Expertise: your mom.
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8/16/2004
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| I'm lonely and chainsmoking in parkinglots, I don't have a home, anyway.
If she gets nowhere in life, at least she knows she's pretty. | | |
| I am drunk. my friend is sleeping on my chair. we are snowed into my house.
I am in massuhchoo. | | |
| I didn't feel like going to class today. I wasn't sick so I took some Nyquil and washed it down with a fine merlot. I took a shower and watched trashy court shows until I woke up to Oprah. Now I feel like a fat pukey pile of sludge sinking into the sofa cushions. I am gross. I need a cigarette but Vermont nights are cold and I am in my pajama's and not fit for public viewing. | | |
| no one here wants to fight me like you do. I want to dance around my apartment all night long but by blinds are broken and my neighbors can look in and see what a loser freak I am and I don't want them to think badly of me because I don't have any friends here but my friends from home are coming up to see me this weekend and we are going to go to burlington and go shopping and I am so excited and I am feeling very accomplished because I made it to all of my classes so far this week and it's very relieving I think I am going to make myself pasta and watch seinfeld in the dark under a fleece blanket on my yellow flowered couch and eat pasta at the same time and occasionally go online and check my myspace and facebook and xanga and livejournal over and over because I am a www.loser.com. I know my grammar rules I know that this whole entry consists of run on sentences but I don't care because I am the only person who reads this anyway my journal is in my car outside and so is my wine and my cigarettes I am too lazy to go get it but not too lazy to dance all night around my apartment just too ashamed of myself. there's plenty of space to encase whatever wierd way my mind blows I know I will be safe in these arms. | | |
| it's my birthday. wish me a happy one, or rot in hell. I don't know any of you anyway. | | |
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