the problem with me |
The problem with me is that I think too much... ... And the problem with you is you don't think it all your brains deadweight so you sink and you fall. ... Now the problem with the world? The lack o...
Posted by jessica on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 02:29:00 PST |
one song, two versions |
fuckkkkkkkk. but equally amazing....
Posted by jessica on Fri, 07 Nov 2008 09:17:00 PST |
political science for dummies! |
i love it. DEMOCRAT You have two cows. Your neighbor has none. You feel guilty for being successful. You push for higher taxes so the government can provide cows foreveryone. REPUBLICAN You have two ...
Posted by jessica on Fri, 31 Oct 2008 05:31:00 PST |
another weird vivid dream |
Candle light dr: i was being stalked by a possesive poltergiest! Candle light dr: intense Candle light dr: there was one part of the dream where i picked up some guy on th...
Posted by jessica on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 05:29:00 PST |
weirdest dream award goes to me |
Candle light dr: so im walking down my street with someone i dunno who and all of a sudden we see something flash red in the sky and then crash down to earth like a meteor but it was shaped lik...
Posted by jessica on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 08:21:00 PST |
do good anyway |
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Do good anyway. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. The good you do today will be f...
Posted by jessica on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 03:50:00 PST |
total dick |
Candle light dr: im listening to glassjaw. am i traitor to my gender? that is so naff: Rofl that is so naff: Nooo Candle light dr: alright. just gotta make sure. Candle ...
Posted by jessica on Tue, 02 Sep 2008 09:15:00 PST |
harsh blows |
The sea's only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the chance to feel strong. Now I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is...
Posted by jessica on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 10:29:00 PST |
one. |
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;There is a rapture on the lonely shore;There is a society, where none intrudes.By the deep sea, and music in its roar;I love not man the less, but Nature more...
Posted by jessica on Wed, 21 May 2008 08:57:00 PST |
