December 2011
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One year ago today
A friend passed away. I remember Saturday December 18th, 2010 more vividly than any other day I could ever recall. It’s strange how that works.
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I get to wake up at 4am because my mom and her retarded boyfriend are in their bedroom arguing over a plate that just broke that they were most likely just blowing their prescription pills off of. And it’s not some normal argument, its incoherent screaming and slamming doors. Fucking kill me. Or them. Get me the fuck out of this place. Buy my car. Please.
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All Alone
Tomorrow
I will find out of you’re being unfaithful. If you are, someone’s getting dragged out and shot. If you aren’t, then I am just a paranoid asshole.
I’m going to have a meltdown by the end of the week if i don’t get the fuck away from these clowns
I want to hurt him. I want to give him pain. I’m a roman candle, my head is filled with flames.
“One city’s just as good as another. I’ve lived in L.A. for about a year and a...”
– Elliott Smith
Writing papers on Saturday mornings… impossible.
