If all we had to do to make radio music stop sucking was kill micheal, we should have thought of this years ago.

I feel incredibly detached from all my old friends. We are different people. I just don’t know if I’m really ready to just move on.

It’s been very refreshing to meet some new people, or one new person rather. Though I guess I’m laying all my bets on it.

I’ve been a complete fucking mess all week and I don’t see how thats so hard for people to understand, or just notice. I can’t deal with my life.

Men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.

I am so fucking sick of talking about drugs.