Now that Janie’s got a gun, she aint never gonna be the same... |
"Friendship" is a term created by the kinder of hearts, in order to represent a purgatory-like midpoint on a scale of pure love and hate. It says "I will remember you and keep y... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 05:57:00 PST |
The things said too late to the people who may never hear them... |
Looking back at my life right now, I regret a lot of things. I notice the things that used to make me smile and the people who never left me for dead. There are things that need to be admitted and thi... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 02:15:00 PST |
She left a note and said, "I’m sorry I had a bad day again"... |
I suppose maybe I'm just having one of those moments that we all have... where we suddenly lose ourselves and regress to a state of pure dissatisfaction with our lives. It's odd how what should be one... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 11:15:00 PST |
Learning to breathe again... |
Do you feel like a man when you push her around? Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground? Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end as your lies crumble down, a new lif... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 02:03:00 PST |
St. Patty's Day pictures, nuccas... |
Steal them at will, loves. (unless of course you werent there... because that would just be plain creepy). I love you people. (and Bailey's Irish Cream).
... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 05:45:00 PST |
Look closer... |
TEN FIRSTS1. First Best Friend: Lindsay Mermell.2. First Hamster: I was told at the pet store it was a boy... and became a slightly scarred and confused small child when "Jack" started popping out lit... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 01:46:00 PST |
The first degree was a riot, we're making sure my lesson's learned... |
What is the true cost of an individual life these days?
Recently a few things have really opened my eyes to the true nature of the beast... the contageous disease that is the need to be needed. How f... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 10:21:00 PST |
I was born with the boobs on my myspace... |
Why is it that people feel the need to paste images of people having sex and other such random images attempting to imply that they are sex mongers all over their pages?
Hate to break it to y... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 03:44:00 PST |
*squack* Polly want a morphine injection! |
Let's start this off with a bang...Why is it that the only insult that an obsese chick can come up with is "Oh yeah, well...you're fat". Come on honey... your left ass cheek could provide Thanksgiving... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Today you asked me why I treat you so well... |
The more I think about the situation, the more I have to force myself to remember that what you see is what you get. An illegal and rather scummy local bar has a fat chance of housing a soul wort... Posted by [the girl anachronism] on Mon, 05 Jun 2006 09:27:00 PST |