Not on purpose!

seriously lol'd

????

there is so much bothering me at the moment.

Start at the beginning. We'll sort each one out in turn.

true but you lost me there

nothing a hard cock couldn't fix, right?

sadly, not even that. its that bad.

hows your music coming Knox?

I thought you were being serious, my fault entirely

I think I need a new keyboard. And I need to be less nervous about gigs.

i might just need to get ridiculously drunk and cry? i dont know these things.

just let amerikan know, if you need a cock to cry on

i'm over-anxious as hell. it's midterm week and i have my one and only midterm on friday. ugh. i really don't want to wait that long. :7(

Not so bothered anymore. I got the job. Now I just need to get my documents in order and get in contact with a Korean school.

Nice going, pbrads.

cannot sleep. don't want to. too much on my mind. parents coming to town tomorrow. lee and leah (and family) performance sunday. aunt getting a surgery appointment friday. cousin mysteriously ill. on top of that, i am afraid i was a snob to the librarian when i was going over my search with her because i said that one of the results was a big deal at my elite college. it's ok. she was like, well, shucks, as if she didn't care and i shouldn't be dropping names at the library anyway. but this was just the icing on the cake. weird day. mom and dad saw the jeff bridges movie. i saw it months ago. weird that we both saw it. it is like a coincidence that suggests big things. well, just that a lot of people between our demographic profiles have seen it. crazy heart. crazy fart. sounds better than it looks. it's not as bad as it looks. lol. i feel like atsonicpark or whoever writes those paragraph-size posts. hers are better. his? dunno.

then just detach like a flower that lost the trust in its very own dung heap and had to force fluttering flutterbys out of its iris'. Nobody's going to show up and explain to you the meaning of each crater on your face, and there will never be a real life jeff bridges that you can just hang your cap on and nod to in the shadows. That's a huge point in life I think, and FUCK YOU, and that's also a huge point in life too. Nobody does this anymore. Drag a filet mignon across the librarian's desk and say, with your voice soft enough to elicit new blooms of FUCK YOU pre-spring flowers,
your gift is raped
soon you'll be dead.
soon
so soon
the embers you dismissed; they'll all come back in a fragrant bouquet.
Now how long until you peak 'round that
impossible elbow?

I'm bothered that it has taken kloriel so long to post.

double you tee eff

people that allow themselves to be hung up on the dead will destroy themselves. you are not dead. and you should not be anywhere near me.