July 2011
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unhappy girls.
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though today has thoroughly sucked hard-
i’ve acquired a pen pal in the mix. and i’m goddamn excited about it.
andimslippingthroughyourfingers asked: holllllla. i love that hat. :) i couldn't resist. you should buy it in white!
i got my middle finger up, ask me how i feel.
or at least that's when you lose yourself for a...
you know that she’s watching. she’s laughing and she’s turning. the room’s suddenly spinning. she walks up and asks how you are. so you can smell her perfume. you can see her lying naked in your arms.
and so there’s a change- a change in your emotions. and all these memories come rushing like feral waves to your mind- of the curl of your bodies, like two perfect circles entwined. and you feel...
gullible.
i went to the flea market today and bought a three pack of nag champa for THREE DOLLARS. how could i not, right?
i get in the car and the bitches in the box aren’t even nag. i knew it was too good to be true.
i feel straight up played.
Yeah, you fly-
but stars over everything.
there's just something about burning a bowl with...