|Thursday, July 5th, 2001|
Hey, wait a minute! Sarah wasn't over at Andy's last night!
Sometimes I feel obligated to listen to this song.
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everyone thinks her hair looks stupid.
thank you for not looking like a coke whore when we dated.
we laughed at your boyfriend's poetry last night.
someone that writes GOOD poetry and goes to school for it
we decided he needs to stop flooding the internet with bad poetry.
he writes like a sad 13 year old girl whose parent's just got divorced.
pathetic? Yes, I am.
But at least I'm not a bad poet that looks like a partially shaved testicle.
oh, and stop coming onto #Punk and trying to make me jealous by talking
about how your boyfriend is buying you a pack of cigarettes.
that isn't noteworthy, it just makes you pathically jealous.
and also stop coming there and bragging about how much ass sex you've been having.
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so i sing and drink and sleep on floors and try hard not to be annoyed about all these people worryin' about me.
and so when i'm suffering through so awful drive
you occasionally cross my mind
it's my hidden hope that you are still among them
well are you?
current mood: happy
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And all of this controversy circles me
and it seems like the media immediately
points a finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up
when you don't give a fuck
current mood: Not giving a fuck
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