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[07 Jan 2004|03:29pm] new journal, fuckers. add me if you want to add me. i'll add back. LJ USERNAME: iWOULD_fuckme NEW AIM NAME: lets get morals 3 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

[03 Jan 2004|11:00pm] i stared at myself for ten minutes in the mirror, naked. what did i see? "skin and bones," says she. i STARED at my feet, propped against scum-eaten wall, my back in the tub, hair floating, eyes drifting, wet. but nothing of consequence has presented itself...

[03 Jan 2004|03:28am] another one for simon <3 EX OH baby haha:::: = = = = = = = = = = V because we ONLY like it like that 5 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

let your mother's bible burn. all lower case (ONLY) [02 Jan 2004|02:37am] I've been practicing vectors a lot lately. one of simon: one of devon: 4 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

[30 Dec 2003|09:11pm] Splinters spreading, shrapnel shredding, flesh Burning - chemically-altered states of style: synthetic in Nature. Giving life and taking prisoners. Eyes hold the ocean and the pain of omniscience. Voice unflinching and you're faltering - for him? In the beat of your heart is a line of starving children, Hollowed eyes gaping out of their caves, echoing Sights of dysentery, emaciation, deprivation. Falling on your floor, scraping your cheeks to the Bones so brittle rubbing plush, fat lips - Yours. But that city, far away, B.earing A.ll - L.ikelihoods T.aken I.nto M.uch O.bvious R.econsideration - E.nding this sentence (too difficult) ... 2 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

dee oh tee [30 Dec 2003|01:54am] ----->it's been a while. I'm back no, please, don't hurt me like this. i have a new crush. he hails from baltimore. ( with ribbons in his hair, with ribbons in his hair. ) 18 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

[11 Nov 2003|11:13pm] now i see love. there in the scab where you pinched my neck. now i see love. there on your side of my empty bed. 4 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

random message i left on someone's myspace [21 Oct 2003|09:56pm] You're beautiful. Two heads are better than one. Which reminds me. You know all those twins whose heads are attached? Why are they so anxious to be detached? I mean, two heads ARE better than one, right? At least, that's how the saying goes - but, then again, sayings aren't always applicable given the circumstances of everyday life. Anyway, I know I had a point but I can't quite remember it. You're so pretty. Want to hang out some time? We can eat scones and drink herbal tea? Would that suffice? Oh yeah, I remembered my point with the Head thing. We should get our heads attached. With your beauty and my intrigue, we'd be a couple unmatched. But how would we actually COUPLE. Y'do know what I mean, right? CoupleCOUPLE! Coupling. <3 5 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

even though i made these ads, i am still required as a member to post one as a journal entry... [29 Sep 2003|08:50pm] [ mood | accomplished ] [ music | Alanis Morissette - You Oughta Know (Just Like Back in 5th or 6th Grade - haha) ] WORD, CHECK IT! Oh-So-Succulent-Succubus ! Glamour Kills ! lipstickmafia 3 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

[26 Sep 2003|03:21pm] unmatched by the pop subcultre : electro_fags go, join. NOW! 5 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

the flan in the FACE// [04 Aug 2003|05:42pm] [ mood | [ i'm the kinda bitch ] [ music | that you wanna get with ] ] FRIENDS ONLY !!! i don't give a fuck 69 hit me// where's my fuckin' bourbon?

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