nice.

so…yeah.  now i can’t sleep.  my head is fucking pounding, i’ve been crying, i’ve passed out with my head in the toilet, i’ve been throwing up….and now i can’t sleep.

how familiar does this one sound?

deja vu at it’s finest.

and i’m almost out of fucking cigarettes, and i’m shivering and freezing.

 

 

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The Dalai Mama
Yet, you still manage to get on MySpace…
Reply5 years ago

Random
Sorry, I may not be a big boobed chic, but I still care. sorry I can’t make your party. More than welcome to come here afterwards.
Reply5 years ago

Blue
Some of us never learn from our mistakes
Reply5 years ago

She B
whats up lushous?(thats what I call drunk people…but you know me so I assume you would figure that out) fucking lay off the booze are you turning into an alcoholic much? fuckin A if you would get a ‘f’n job!!!! so word up didnt you go on an interview? how did it go? see you tonight. its at the old ‘Venue’ right? Your not making me go to your goth spot are you?
Reply5 years ago

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