
|
Navigation
|
|
Loves
|
|
Red hair. Conor Oberst. Ice cream. Vampires. Murderdolls. Swingsets. Ville Vallo. Teddybears. Skateboards. The moon. Slinkys. Books. Pale skin. Trench coats. Cuddling. Giggling. Jeans. Stomachs.
|
|
Hates
|
|
Homophobia. Sexism. Dryer machines. Vegetables. Geometry. Night school. Stereotypes. War. Pettiness. Evanescense. Insects. Moths. Broken hearts. Homework. Everybody loves raymond. Religious fanatics.
|
|
Feeling
|
|
The Diary
|
|
Gargantuam split on reality Sadly diaryland is dead to me now and I am dead to it. I am a guilty myspace whorebag with no life. I write on paper like a trussed up clown who can't expose her filthy little secrets anymore. I apoligize dear loved ones, for my betrayal. |