December 2009
16 posts
I hung
out at the Casbah for 2 hours today, and smoked my lungs out. I feel like I’m gonna throoooow up.
Can't stop listening to
Phoenix
Ra Ra Riot
Vampire Weekend
Death Cab For Cutie
its getting tiring listening to all this stuff repeatedly.
I go by the goon rules, if you can’t beat ‘em then you pop ‘em.
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i just put whipped cream with my sherbert.
im so good at making things not count
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(704): They had miseltoe over the keg…. thats cheating
The enemy of art is the absence of limitations.
According to Lastfm...
I’m into indie, rock, alternative, acoustic and emo, including: Coldplay, Death Cab for Cutie, Her Space Holiday, Guster, Jack Johnson, John Mayer, Modest Mouse, The Format, Acceptance, Snow Patrol, Keane, The Scene Aesthetic, Eagles, Taking Back Sunday, A Rocket To The Moon, Regina Spektor, The Dodos, Rookie Of The Year, The Shins, A Tribe Called Quest, Lydia, The Fray, Taylor Swift, Hans...
For Ex's
I’ll be outside in the parking lot with the engine running by the curb.
I’ll even let you pick the records we play.
All I want to do is waste some time with you and drive the night away.
So if you get this message, call me back whenever. I’ll be around all day.
Things I hate :
1. When people freak out about something and don’t talk to you about it.
2. Not knowing the WHOLE truth
3. When artist that are already famous, team up with another artist because they can’t do anything by themselves, and need to get more money.
4. People who can’t drive, and turn out to be assholes on the road.
5. When colleges don’t tell you your application status on...
Today, I sneezed in the shower. When I got out, I got a text from my creepy old...
– ^ the BEST FML in the longest time.
I'll approach you and wait, it's been several...
and I’d give it up, give it away to be able to tell you how I really feel and how I’d give it up to hear you say cause were counting the seconds and minutes weve spent here cant seem to just throw you away when it’s all said and done dear and were packing our things will the memories keep me thinking? so where do we go when its all over and will you be coming back, coming...