miss julie's throat
change slipped in
too much power
hold me up
expected desired perfect unknown/known/who knows me?/people know me?/how?/aren't i the one sits in the corner?/oh, yeah, except when i'm an attention whore.
i've had my eye on the anatomy of a revolution at the local thrift store for ages and i finally dropped the thirty-five cents to make it mine today. if nothing else that title is brilliant.
best yet. better best
brave new hope
brave new world
miranda my homegrrrl
in a perfect world.....
"you want more people dancing at the end of the show than at the beginning."
i don't wanna make you regret this.
now won't somebody hire me for the summer please?!
my whole fucking apartment smells like trash. and not in the good way. in the damp rot way.
i just took the trash out. this is not my fault. this is my fault. this is weather change.