a lot can happen in the space of three hours

you can loose one of your best friends, loose your boyfriend, loose all trust in your (now) ex boyfriend and get as stoned as you've ever been. cry some rivers and eat shit loads of kit-kats. i feel deliciously numb and hurt at the same time but i've learned too much in my life to take any of this to heart. it's amazing what happens when you pretend that "nothing happened" - and truly believe in it. i feel 100% unnafected and the same as i felt before i dived head first into this confusing dark tunnel. if you're reading this - which i doubt you are, i'd love you to be aware that a tiny uncreative human like yourself has done nothing to cut me up and i hope you're happy with your pet frog. theres a less bitter part of me that might miss you a little but that is hidden by this huge "fuck you" in garish neon lights.

in other news: a fine young specimen sent me a picture message from download this weekend entintled "wish you were here" <3

i laaaav this lady and we'll cause carnage next year, just you wait ;)!