I tell all my friends I hate you. I'll even come up with mean things to say just to talk about you.
As if talking about you is anything like talking to you.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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- rush.
- Look, I'm a hair model.
- Good movies can never be good books and good books...
- forgot.
- you don't have to.
- Manny and I.
- My answer is
- Wine.
- It's fall.
- books.
- never turn back.
- get out.
- Watch me.
- Wake.
- Im drunk.
- September 4th, 2008.
- Good afternoon, Mom.
- close, but no cigar.
- all good things.
- I tell all my friends.
- i want.
- i miss you.you are september.
- our story.
- houses.
- my old self.
- 5 years.
- Why people lie:
- Forgotten
- this week sucks.
- Tuesdays and Thursdays.
- dear photograph.
- all just smoke and mirrors.
- More.
- distance.
- flux.
- i think of you.
- i've figured you out.
- it's 5 o'clock somewhere.
- Exhaust.
- I used to have a friend by that name.
- its a secret.
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