hm.

"Love is an accident waiting to happen. Desire is a stranger you think you know. Intimacy is a lie we tell ourselves. Truth is a game we play to win. If you believe in love at first sight, you never stop looking." - Closer

fucking retards

this is fucking dope.

thanks c.

make a day out of everyday.

falling Annie.

idk.

come get ur hair did.

casaras face behind me.

the dog walker.

Dakota the dinosaur

casara as a giant.

?

sand.

I'm starting to get bored and
tired of things.
I'm not sad so don't think that i am.

i need a new life.
i need a bike.
possibly a kite.
a man that bites, gently not harshly.

someone who will take me on a hike
and someone who wont mind
engaging in nothing at all
all day long until nothing tiers us to sleep.

i want a basket full of bullshit (not literally)
i want a basket to fill with bullshit.

id like it a lot if gunner lived forever hes a lot like a puppy
apparently everyone wants to get high with bobby
i myself would rather get high by myself at this very moment
and this very moment only I'm not to fond of being stoned on my own
i appreciate a confused mind right next to mine when I'm flying kites.

bob Dylan is mine the lady just said he was
I'm gonna find him and stuff him in my basket that
someone will one day give me
ill be surrounded by baskets, bullshit, and bob Dylan.
I'm gonna go Google
you have a dandy night now.

sol & i did nothing at all.

pau made us grilled cheese

<3

i sat around.

cafe'

made coffee.

watched some of this.

we rolled a couple of these.

we had pho

i just threw this in there, dtown.

i was.....

john, tom called... i didnt pick up.

i had v8

we had tea.

the fire house.

i tried taking a photo just like this on cause its precious

i came up with this (i dont know him)

wtf???

idk what that is.

he was yelling at me! thats not my beer.

its his i was holding as a prop for the photo 2 above.

idk again.

me, annie, and casara

i met her that night can you tell?

some dude that looks like some other dude i know.

haha<3
fire house was fun i ran into some dude i went to elementary school
with that was weird.

ordinary

"look i shot you" "omg you bitch!"

valerie and janis<3

pleasant as bitches

whaa?

its all blankets out here!

friends.

INDEED<3

maybe.

if we talked we could tell each other our bad news
and not feel so bad
maybe if we acted like real friends (not that we aren't real friends you know what i mean)
we wouldn't have to write these blogs

I'm lazy as well
and I'm always tired as hell
and let me tell you my work isn't any more
pleasant than yours..

but i guess we're all different

anyway this is no big deal and i don't want to make it a big deal
so call me when Ur phase has passed by
and we can hang out.

BTW
here is whats been going on since "you've been gone" (haha)

i quit food all together for 7 days
my cousin is addicted to meth
i quit wine.
i broke Paulina's pipe and she doesn't know it
and i don't think i have the heart to tell her
i think my anxiety bull shit is coming back
idk what else to say
goodnight.

random new and old.

like a million years ago.

hella old.

pau.

i miss ericas dtown condo.

dirty

little sister big sister.

he told me not to put this on myspace.

cool night.

r.i.p doda.

i think its a good photo.

v bar

back when i wore lily allen shirts.

ensenada, mexico

funny moment not a very good day

my poor eye.

i love those shoes hella vintage.

lumberjack maria

me and lex

lol to both

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