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baby rambo frenchy facey

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About Me



sinner

i speak in riddles. theres a symphony in my head. sometimes its beautiful sometimes its just noisy but i prefer it to the second fiddle most everyone is content with having as the soundtrack to their life.

"it was she who never fully recovered

it was she who somehow knew you best

and like you

she never forgot that one night
where true love seemed possible

its consequences

its the little things, the little things

theres nothing bigger"

poor little rich girls in leotards

My Interests

the little known facts about the people youve always known.

peanut butter cup eskimo kisses
and alcohol

I'd like to meet:

real people...

Music:

stuff that makes you want to pack up and move across the country.

My Blog

to do list

 ...you grow up just an inch and when your 5'10 its not a lot...and even though its such a small change, and its not even seen by the most deeply deeply superficial friends, you realize something...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 01:19:00 PST

le matin

it didnt take long to realize, that in order to get you to stop telling the lies about what i meant to youthat would mean that we would no longer be allowed to speak any words at allever.it didnt take...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 10:34:00 PST

cheerios and soy milk for breakfast

His rearing was that of a despondent mother And a philanderus over achieving father whose bank account served as a numerical assumption of his own self worth Both of whom spent little time teaching ...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 04:22:00 PST

Tons of Confession

finally it all made sense when you told me simply"sometimes, when youve gotten to fucked up all night and partied too hard and you pass out next to me...i think youve died. it think its over and i can...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 08:33:00 PST

gaps and cracks

 cracks and gaps my father grabs my wrist as i shoot out the doorit startles me he does nothing but look at my face for what seems like forever, when in fact, it was less than a second. he opened...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Sat, 27 May 2006 07:48:00 PST

a double suicide would be a perfect way to kill some time together...

ok soooo im sickand i cant sleep at allits really amazing i sounds like my nose was removed from my face anywaysso this is some of my darker stuffwhich is weird my stories are so dark...cuse my life r...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 07:00:00 PST

little known fact about the people youve always known

so i guess it all came down to thisi told you about my bookmy first bookyou asked me what it was aboutwell...here it goes darling.chapter onepage onefirst sentence i showed you cuse you begged meif yo...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 06:24:00 PST

laver les mains

 its funny how a name of a person you dont know means nothing to youyou may meet people everyday with the same namebut once a face burns itself inside of your eyelids with a name tag..."hello my ...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 08:15:00 PST

im fucking wasted and youve only touched my arm 3 times

  Friday, April 21, 2006 i saw you once last fa...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 08:52:00 PST

lost archives1. letters from the ruins.

   Love, Im not sure if you will ever understand this. Or even if it will reach you, or for that matter, do i want your eyes to see these contrite words written in a moment of pure confu...
Posted by baby rambo frenchy facey on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 02:20:00 PST