I already had him.

lonely. feeling all kinds of lonely, man.

7 text messages and 2 phone calls, so far.
i can't believe michael jackson is dead. this is one of the saddest days in my lifetime, and i'm not exaggerating.

fuck.

oh, i get it now. i don't have a bike. that's why i'm not cool enough to hang out with on a moderately normal basis. it's aaaaall comin' together.

I AM SO DRUNK RIGHT NOW. DANIEL BIERANOWSKI, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.

(+49): i told him that if he starts being sappy its friends = off. he called me jerkface and drew on me w permanent marker. im either in love w him or we are twelve.

you know your life is a giant bummerfest when you can't even afford to buy yourself booze to drink away all these sorrows.

god dammit!

(443): my mom's boyfriend is over for the first time. he's already telling me and the little sister how he's so comfortable around us that he'd easily change into his bathing suit in the middle of the kitchen. i nonchalantly told his french ass that we don't roll like that in america, carefully pronouncing "a-mer-i-ca" so he could understand.

Have I mentioned yet about how fucking glad I am that Andrea's in my life? Fuck. If it weren't for that girl, I'd be ripping my hair out bi-hourly. She's so good at keeping me focused and my sights on what really matters. Dudes don't matter; they come and go, and they'll always fuck things up. It's what they do. It's like some unspoken dude rule that they need to play games with your head. Especially with girls like us- we're like "keepers." The kind of girls who are exactly what a dude wants: babes (obviously,) level-headed, funny, fun, chill, etc., and the dudes we look for are never the ones who appreciate girls like us. Not in a romantic way, at least. They'll always be scoping out the sluts and dumb girls, for reasons unknown to us, because hey, that's just what dudes do. THANK GOD FOR ANDREA. She's my wife. I don't need dudes when I've got a wife like her, shit.

A few cuddles with a good-lookin' dude here and there wouldn't hurt, though. HA'WINK!

propping yourself onto your elbows, telling me all about wanting to learn why people do the things they do. you drop back down and pull my blankets over your head while i'm sitting back anticipiating ways to peel back layers of your onion, exposing the different levels of wonderful you keep hidden under all that delicate skin.

runtonsoffun: I saw you in twilight today
sstraight illin: yeah, i played every role.

i'm dyyyiiiiing!

so into these songs right now. aaah!