you gave your love to me softly.

insert lyrics to hash pipe, and insert the guitar riff from the beginning and throughout, and the percussion when he's going, "come on and kick me." oh, and rivers' calm voice and the background singing and hell, just the entire song. it is bringing me intense, intense joy.

oh, i ripped my capris when i was climbing on a big fake dragon at butch busch gardens. pretty hardxcore. maybe i'll throw bleach on them liek omfg and then i'll be megaxhardxcore which might not even exist til me when i throw bleach on my hardxcore capris. rawk.

i have too much energy, restless restless it's too hot in here i want to run around and scream a lot and pounce on people, and giraffes named geoffery except hell, i butchered that spelling. ah, and i would insert things here, but forget it.

i feel like sleeping over at emily's and being with her and traci and running down the hill and maybe going to trey's house and stealing his gold car, which i do not doubt is hott.

and everything that goes along with such things.

dance dance revolution.
bonfires.
top bunks.
giraffes.
fireflies.
broken chairs.
hot pockets.
bicycle helmets.
basketball hoops.
city of angels.
ipods.
decapitated dragonflies.
the niagara river.
qix.
travel agencies.
adventures.
kitties.
skim milk.
trivial pursuit.
classic rock all-nighters.
dancing (especially ghetto.)
queers.
online group insomnia.
violent femmes.
obey my dog!

too much more.

i seriously miss you losers.