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I keep slipping into this fucking cycle, and everytime I get the strength to pull myself out I tumble into another fucking hole. It's only been a couple of months, but my body aches for him when he's not around. And I know that I won't be able to survive the summer without him. He leaves in little over a week and I know that no matter how much I tell him that I'm going to miss that he still cannot fathom how empty I feel without him.
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I am different, and this journal no longer holds the same meaning as it once did.
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she's singing, "re vo lu tion.
this is my awakening. this is my break- down."
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"You are all a lost generation," Gertrude Stein said to Hemingway. We weren't lost. We knew where we were, all right, but we wouldn't go home. - James Thurber
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mood |
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friends only |
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music |
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show me how the robots dance |
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Hi, I'm Liz and I'm easy.
(sing.)
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