October 2009
You’ve grown up. You’re one beautiful creature. Don’t say anything, just let me look at you.
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down
GET THE FUCK OUT BITCH, YOU STEALIN’ MY DOUGH? YOU’RE FULL OF SHIT AND I’M FEELING MYSELF.
“Bitch, you don’t have a future.”
– Beatrix Kiddo
Oh wow. I’m a receptionist…with hickies. Fucking classy.
This weekend was rad. My friends and I drank my sister’s champagne and she didn’t even get mad. Meagan was talking about killing her ex boyfriend by slicing his throat and she was so serious. It was priceless. I woke up on Sunday to fake blood all over my bed and three cats laying under my blankets. I spent the day in my undies watching classic horror movies. Besides really not wanting...
I feel like punching someone/something right now.
you move like I want to to see like your eyes do we are downstairs where no one can see new life break away tonight I feel like more tonight I you make the water warm you taste foreign and I know you can see the cord break away cause tonight I feel like more tonight I feel like more tonight I feel feel like more you breathed then you stopped I breathed then dried you off and tonight I feel like...
