26 April 2006


i want to be 16 again and adopted by rich folks so that i can be on super sweet on mtv.

i'm drunk. i smoked so quickly, my lips taste like salt and nicotine. i miss my boyfriend. can i just say that he is a rock star. no one was downstairs, and then, poof, they appeared waiting for elevators and unloading cars.

one more beer. and tiara girls and top chef and tv really sucks. i remember why i never turn it on. but, the movie was adorable. subtitled musicals, what could be better really?

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