Watch me disappear till say... mid December? That, or January itself. But, i tweet now. So, see you fellas there!
Even cockroaches remind me of you.
My ego has a life of it's own. What? I can't help it...
Yay for late night phone calls. Boo for pathetic, attention-seeking males.
I love you, Diaby. We have another drug-slave down, RIP DJ AM.
It all makes bloody sense now. I give up.
I did something that i'm not supposed to today. Not regretting it though.
I don't know how, I don't know why. But i'm hooked.
Sometimes i wish i could chop my hair off, bleach it white and wear black 24/7. That way no one would recognize me and would leave me at peace.
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