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[Friday
the 15th @ 1 PM] |
Monday May 21 12:04 AM I listened to my first voicemail as an adult. I expected to hear my mother's voice saying COME HOME. Instead to my surprise I hear kelly's voice, "hey it's kelly from mill creek starbucks, i just wanted to tell you andrew fuller died on friday night and his funeral is tomorrow, just thought you and micah might want to come. i'll call you later."
That's it.
I've become engulfed in culture.
I've created my own culture club.
Patterns and colors are different.
I roll and roll and roll and roll.
Every inhale is different.
Every inhale is the same.
Is there an invisible line that I have crossed?
Because if so, I shouldn't have done it.
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[Wednesday
the 7th @ 1 PM] |
I want to leave work and lay in the middle of piedmont park.
I want to consume a bottle of wine outside in a bikini.
I want to live like I did last summer.
I want to jump off the Westin and not die.
I want to lay on the ledge of that roof and watch the sunrise.
I want to come home from one party at six in the morning and find all my friends as drunk and excited as I am. We could put on bathing suits, jump in the pool, and sit in the hot tub until ten and pass out. We can still wake-up to people prodding us and saying we need to slow down. We could still get yelled at for spilling wine in the pool or flicking cigarettes at people from the roof. We can still scream FUCK YOU! Eat chow baby or ru sans everyday. i want. we can. we could. we should.
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[Wednesday
the 28th @ 12 AM] |
Statement of Purpose For Savannah College of Art and Design:
To fuck with these bitches and play with they hearts...?
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[Friday
the 26th @ 5 PM] |
today was picturesque,
pictures?
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[Tuesday
the 16th @ 1 AM] |
You will always have an undying hatred for people, for yourself.
Everyone is starting to look like a Picasso painting, you see the disjointedness of society, and vomit.
You stare at your feet and realize you have nothing to offer but anger and bitterness.
You will not carry out another generation.
It doesn't matter someone with your name will carry on.
She'll make more, she'll raise.
Across seas you will be an envious fuming bitch, she'll be blissflly unaware.
oh christ you make me want to vomit.
you make my stomach churn.
your name, showers, sick sick twirl ew.
everyone makes me vomit.
no, just you.
there is you,
me.
I am plagued, I just want to go to school as far away as possible.
I'm sorry sister, 14 is an awful age.
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[Sunday
the 26th @ 3 AM] |
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i miss the seven days in a sentra commercials.
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[Tuesday
the 21st @ 12 AM] |
some people are born with this complex, they believe their opinion has higher value over others and they're sure that nobody can measure up to their "plateau of knowledge"
arrogance.
they are a slave to their minds and can only see in a box, their mind.
they will not benefit society, they will antagonize those surrounding them and create a plethora of insanity and a harbor for drama.
people like that are as disposable.
assumptions are so dirty, and so are you with all your petty little rumors.
you bottle them up in your crown and release them at the most unwarrented times.
you throw up your middle finger and try to be brave standing there, believing you are better.
you are the forefront to yourself knowing your "friends" are behind you.
oblivious to the fact that they only follow you for the status and the thrill.
yes,YOU.
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[Friday
the 3rd @ 9 PM] |
adam and i were driving on 20 today and this ambulance cut off 3 people in front of us and we all had to slam on the breaks and we almost hit someone, it was like this close <----------------------->
and then BOOM we get smacked into and adam jumped out of the car and i tried to crawl out of the drivers side and then adam was so mad he smacked my head in the car door. and by the time i get out i see CAYLA running out of the car screaming , "adam i'm so sorry!!!!!!!!!!!" and then i see chris in the passenger half laughing half crying.
goddamn!
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[Friday
the 3rd @ 3 AM] |
So tonight I decided it would be a sweetass idea to stand on the hood the Focus and play that old petey pablo song, " Raise up."
If you don't quite recall it, it goes this a way "come on a raise up, take your shirt off, twist round your head, spin it like a helicopter"
Come on, everyone knows that was there JAM in high school...
But anyways we had it blaring, and it was pretty tight and Cayla decides she's going to jump on the hood too, so just at the exact moment of the peak of booty dancing and scarf twirling on the hood of Adam's Focus our awesome Romainian neighbor comes out of his house and goes "DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL THE COPS!!!!????? TURN THAT DOWN!!!" (in a thick romainian accent)
Uh shit, I thought we lived in the HOOD not Rivershyre.
Anyways we turned the car off and ran in the house. And painted him SORRY(fuckyou)cards.
Then we decided to paint "Mom, I love you cards", because shes gonna need to see them whenever she hears about the booty dancing incident at 11 pm.
Halloween was straight enough.
Thanks for inviting me lauren.
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| RIP ford focus for a week. |
[Thursday
the 19th @ 5 PM] |
So, everyone pretty much knows about my hit and run deal.
I was hit , he ran, I chased, ran through two red lights, got his license, no biggie.
Anyways the insurance finally got all of the right info, so I will be carless for the next week.
I think the scratched up bumper and the fact that my trunk won't shut adds character to my baby.
But, nonetheless, my mother has decided that it WILL get fixed and that I won't be driving her car period.
And to make it even better I can't get a rental because I'm not 25.
That's discrimination.
Ew, I sound like MLK Jr.
Let's pretend I'm 15 again, and please pick me up.
Please take me to all the parties and Netherworld.
I can even drive your car around if you don't wanna.
Thank you for your patience in reading this.
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[Tuesday
the 17th @ 8 AM] |
Ok, so Tomorrow night will be a spectacular night.
Will the Project Runway judges find Jeffery GUILTY?
I hope not, because even though he is an old ass man
with a kid i still think he's haute as hell.
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[Friday
the 22nd @ 10 AM] |
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ewww, i forgot my cellphone at home, and i feel naked.
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[Friday
the 22nd @ 1 AM] |
jackass is coming out today,
YES!
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[Wednesday
the 13th @ 11 PM] |
Let's talk about seriousness, seriously.
Mallory, let's hang out.
Marissa, let's hang out somemore, and go to da clubbb.
Boys, nooo.
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[Wednesday
the 23rd @ 2 AM] |
I'm gonna be in Oregon until the 3rd visiting my Daddy.
So if it's super important call 678-614-0753.
My new cell phone won't work out there.
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[Monday
the 26th @ 11 PM] |
westin. awesome.
drunk. awesome.
naked/drunk. awesome.
friends. awesome.
jobs. awesome.
new loft. awesome.
drinking at a bar. awesome.
living. awesome.
going to florida. awesome.
overdrawing my account by $270. not awesome.
driving drunk. not awesome.
always being awkward. not awesome.
cleaning my room. not awesome.
my kitty getting put to sleep. not awesome.
curly hair. not awesome.
all this goddamn rain. not awesome.
overall: happy.
Sometimes when I'm in a mood, I can't even tell you what kind of mood.
Maybe a pondering mood, no, I don't like that word.
I'll just sit, sit and think, maybe listen.
In my head a make a pro's and con's list.
And I think how can I better myself, or my situation?
Today I got this call, this familiarly distant voice said, "Hey, I miss you."
Well I'm honestly surprised.
I missed this person too.
God I feel so clean, fresh.
Like I washed all the liquor and beer and cigarettes off and out of me.
I saw Kristen Friday night.
I just laid on her lap crying drunk.
She is my very best friend.
She always tells me when my shit isn't right.
My boobs have gotten bigger, I think I may have grown an inch too.
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| georgia state library. |
[Wednesday
the 14th @ 3 PM] |
85 in a 55.
Aren't you supposed to ignore the speed limit signs on 85?
Aren't you supposed to care.
Are you supposed to be proud and frame your ticket?
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[Tuesday
the 23rd @ 1 AM] |
I'm not looking for a cheap thrill.
I start work tomorrow.
California Pizza Kitchen.
California Club Pizza.
Get it, It's highly recomended.
You're not.
I floated away from evil, then the current carried me right back.
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[Saturday
the 25th @ 2 PM] |
What's up with this weather?
Actually I don't even really care about the weather.
I have MORE important things to think about,
like how my mom is picking me up in two hours to get my car.
AND what kind of an air-freshener I'm going to buy,
OH, I hope it has that new car smell.
Well, it won't smell new but it's going to smell like used but freshly new car.
I wish they bottled new car smell as a fragrance.
Chanel would probably sell it and it would be outrageously expensive.
But knowing me I would probably buy it.
Wow, where the fuck am I going with this?
I got wayyyy too drunk last night..whatever, it happens.
So I figure I might state some rules for the passengers of my car.
Rule #1- No smoking, not even if I am, until further notice.
Rule #2- If you have drugs or are using drugs in my car I will simply pull over to the shoulder and hit the eject button.
Rule #3- Wear your seatbelt at all times.
Rule #4- I choose the music. That means NO country. EVER. PERIOD! GOODNIGHT!
Rule #5- No hitting or distracting me, and no loud screaming.
Thank you.
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