i dont like bandwagons. i dont like whiners. i dont like it when people to talk to me. i dont like it when people not-talk to me. i love it when i see him. i hate it when i see him. leave me alone, but "do me a solid." juno was an okay movie, why is everyone so obsessed? i saw it the first week it came out. ellen page isnt that great of an actress, she pretty much played herself. i'm so irritated. all these people are starting to like chuckie p, but only because it makes them seem all cool and brooding. fuck you, okay? dont ruin him for me by quoting the most obvious things over and fucking over. i hate you. stop. my favourite is the oral biography of buster casey. i called myself echo lawrence for weeks. and before that i was married to tyler durden. invisible monsters was good but it was really fucking weird. pretty much everyone but the main character ends up being a tranny. i liked diary too, it was scary in that quiet kind of way. lullaby was okay, i might need to read it again to like it. choke was pretty sick, but kind of reallly messed up. survivor made me smile. i liked the part about the girl dancing with her brother in a half-sunken ship. i'm just sad now. i need to find some new stuff to read because i hatehatehate it when i'm around people who read the same books as me. thats where i make my personality and i'm not "dying to be found." my writing style, my dirty sense of humour, my nicknames are mostly from him. screw you. i gave him the name chuckie p. i went a week without sleeping because everything was the same. when i got over it, i was a fucking maniac. it was a fucked up time but my copy of fight club kept me company. and i still hate you. oh well, i'm done bitching and i've been meaning to read some jack kerouac anyways. you, you can go ahead and be the same as everyone else. but i cant do it and i'm jealous as hell. you have it so fucking easy. they tell you what to wear, what to listen to, what to read, what to watch, what to eat. you have to make absolutely no effort. by the way, insomnia's in. stay up nights and claw at your bedroom walls. but fuck, dont call me. i'm trying to get past that. i just wanna be a clone now. i'm tired of being "quirky" and "different" and "out there." cause you're "in here" and i just wanna sit next to you for a while. you're so fucking warm and you kind of smell like roses. its stupid i know but "follow your heart" is the cheesiest thing i've ever heard, and i've never had the balls. i'm not making any sense. go away.

i looove ahh, men by say anything. jacklynn has amazing taste in music. here, here is the link to my new hotspot to spit out my douchebaggery. http://anotherweek-ash.livejournal.com/ add me, cocksuckers.

i'm in english class mofooos. asdjakl. take me home, i'll buy you cigarettes and coffee. and sing songs by say anything for you in the voice i tried my hardest to wreck. fucker

my hero says he gets bright ideas in dark rooms. but i'm the exact opposite. i had things to say but now i'm too sleepy to say them. and i'll keep on loving if you keep on living.

i dont really have anything to say but i feel as if i should. i'm too busy living to write about it, i guess. unimportant news is as follows; i'm over logan, fucking finally. one of my best guy friends likes me and i'm not sure. i don't wanna think about it. just finished reading diary by chuckie p. it was good, but my favourite is still The Oral Biography of Buster Casey, well that and Fight Club. i love you too. i have facebook again, its shitty and kind of addictive. i'm obsessed with Say Anything. i can't stop listening to Resounding by them. it's awesome to see that jacklyn likes them too, All Choked Up is a such a pretty song. i dont have anything wonderful to say. i'm in between wanting to smoke and wanting to quit, i'm not sure which way i want to swing at this time. the fact that i still i have the choice is comforting. my favourite band is still Fall Out Boy. but i havent had the motivation to go out and buy their CD of micheal jackson covers. whatever. i saw The Hottie and The Nottie and i actually kind of like it. it was cute. it got shitty reviews because of Paris Hilton though, which is totally not fair. she wasnt as bad as people make her out to be, well okay, she was close. but the movie was better than some of the other bullshit thats being released. i'm "boring" but you're even more so. its not my fault you cant capture my attention anymore, hell you're not even trying. youre just coasting by on the fact that i "said" i'd always love you. but didn't i tell you to "never, ever take me seriously"? you just keep falling for my "nervous charm" and my bloodshot "eyes", dont you? you should know better than to trust somebody so "terrible", but you dont and thats why i'm always laughing. youre not witty "enough" to make me laugh for real. i'll get over me if you'll get over me first.