upside down head
perceptions
scarletrose2
Fickled
Invisibledon
Invisiblepal
Carlilly
Kieri
breakfust
Sammi1285
luv4you
Lilsnowpixie
londncalling
tulipbaroo
sailorpallas
pink-milk
clueless1285
Wonderwall
Franniboo
Gloamling
xxcobrasxx
trickykid
Sammit1285
soverycherry
kopa
coffeebitch
castleofsand
st0nered
delta88
starsrmylfe
beefspleen
Falla
pickles47
Localaura
interexile
classcouture
Trendyflat
flyanyway
montparnasse
Ship-whore
haircutgirl
chickie-legs
<- Sunday, Mar. 06, 2005 | 12:03 a.m. ->





Movies with a gotee, scarf, and middleschool friendships.

I would be lying if I said seeing Sideways didn't make me wish I were a wine drinker.

I would also be lying if I said that wish was enough to make me like the taste or smell of alcohol.

Life is full of irreconcilable differences. Something tells me this won't be one that haunts me.

Remember that time I freaked out during beachweek because I couldn't stand the sounds that were coming from Resivoir Dogs playing in the living room while I made my lunch? It's the scene where some guy is screaming and that awesome song that goes "stuck in the middle with you" is playing. (I don't need more details than that.) I think my dad is watching that right now -- just from the sound of things.

Fucking hell. I feel ill.

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