This
is
suburban
decay
.
3 and 5 are significant numbers in my dreams everyone locks up their words when i go on vacation. its perfect. and another emo slave worships my words. maybe thats kind of egotistical. grow up. 123. okay well anyway. im still starving still dying still working still getting nowhere still trying to live im like teenage angst full of rage like 10th grade grow up. 123. and get this shit. im going to a college. yes. a fucking university. on the goddamn east coast away from all these granola colorado kids. watch me grow up. 123. yeah i know. it was lame. grow up.
08.04.05
so fucking st e r i l e .
stop plagiarism.
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2005 me