11.26.07

i’m not a jackwad

Posted by Lulu at 4:47 pm in love, "reality", and college, Shoes, Domestic Abuse

hey. this is interesting. a conversation. or, monologue.

 ”It was intense, And sorry for going on about this, but can you imagine? And it’s such a Lauren thing to do, sitting in the bathtub, naked, with that sardonic smile on her face, knowing that she’s finally been caught. Really, it was like I was there, it was that moment when you know, and he doesn’t know, but you’re about to kill him, and it’s exhilarating. And I felt that. And she felt that.”

 This is a boy. He had a dream. That was his dream.

mmmmm. I saw Ashley over Thanksgiving. You may not know who that is. But she gave me a bunch of her thongs because I need them, and she doesn’t. And a jacket. And a pair of shoes. And a bag. And AIDS.

No, I don’t think it’s weird. She’s sweet.

Oh, and my aunt got married. Does anyone know Diana Sun? She’s a senior at plano west. We are now step-cousins.

 … jeeeesus. I feel bad for her. It must be tough.

 look. this is all ridiculous. and irrelevant. But interesting, hopefully, at least.

ummmm. that’s what i think life is, pretty much.

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