finally we are no one. |
It just dawned on me that this summer is the last truly free summer of my life. Next year i'll be twenty, and I feel as though my desire to not hold a job (ever) will not last very long in post-second...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 11:18:00 PST |
punk rock t-shirt |
"YOU
SMELL
FANTASTIC."
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 05:57:00 PST |
it's just verbosity to me |
Burnt toast.
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 07:48:00 PST |
like sticking yr fingers in a fan |
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 08:43:00 PST |
hey! okay! kiss me slowly! |
It's kinda like walking into a grocery store and completely forgetting what exactly you needed- why exactly you walked across town to begin with. At which point, you feel obligated to purchase somethi...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 07:28:00 PST |
love hoardists and hoaxists |
There are two types of people in the grand scheme of the political romance spectrum. At the right, there are the hoardists, who's prime directive is to accumulate and dispose of love like they're deal...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 07:36:00 PST |
~*~ why don't I deserve a valentine, baby jesus? ~*~ |
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Everybody hates Valentine's day: the slutty, fourteen-year-old loin-fruit of such an occasion hate it because they don't know if a rose constitutes a handjob or not; the depressive, ...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 12:47:00 PST |
how to be a man: a derivitive primer courtesy of sociology II and ll cool j |
This is my second time writing this (thanks alot, myspace), so this is going to be more brief than I had hoped.
Today I learned how to please women and rise the corporate ladder. Previously, I had bee...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 12:51:00 PST |
we must resist the commodification of life and light! |
Here is where the pretention comes in droves...
I know a lot of friends on here are 'photographers.' They go to shows, take a photo or two- one of a stop sign on the way out for good measure- a...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 11:04:00 PST |
moaned and groaned and rolled my bones |
I walked into the woods and found an empty bed in the middle of the path slipped on wet leaves of the dead persuasion under my feet (obviously) so I sat down to brush myself off and I wondered why I w...
Posted by gashcat unpunished on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 12:11:00 PST |
