January 2010
101 posts
“stacks on deck
patrone on ice”
feb 14.
alex has booked me for all of that day. the day before i move. valentines day.
honestly, fuck my life.
so when the girl who got an abortion last year calls me a psycho whilst climbing all over a i conclude that it’s all over.
then the next day he says those three words, eight letters, three syllables. and more. “i want you back”. then he kissed me on the lips.
so last night the new boys and i went flat crawling and i wound up doing spots at 2 am this morning. i lost so many...
“i’m just a notch in your bedpost
but you’re just a line in a song”
– sugar we’re going down - fall out boy
Sid: I mean what would you do if.. if everything's so fucked up and you... you just don't know what to do?
Cassie: I'd stop eating until they take me to the hospital.
