whatever.

so sick, so sick of being tired.
and oh so tired of being sick!




I've never understood dancing.
I still don't.

WITHYOURFEETINTHEAIRANDYOURHEADONTHEGROUND.
where is my mind?


dumb.






thinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkfuck.
come on, jonathan!

I'd like some new boxers soon.
Rage Against the Machine.


I've stopped smoking marijuanna several times.
No more binges until summer, I swear.
This time it's different.
"Now that you've told me to make you stop; Shit's going to hit the fan." She said.
I believe it. I don't have a choice anymore.
I love her.


Go watch The Village.


The kind of kids that say they were born broken are full of shit.
No one knows a god damn thing.
I think...


fuck everything.