from mandy:
-l0lw shit ae gohrin down at art schoo
-and+a dumcss
-akkwtge dtjes gerfe are gibba gate ne biwkik u g2g s5eep/die

from jimmy (?!):
-wgat what r u tptm upto.
-wdjp yeslos
-w.wpd.where apd.are you.?

tristan: come with me
isolde: i can't
tristan: why not?
isolde: we both know this cannot be, tristan, we knew it from the start. that doesn't mean it wasn't true, it is.

tristan: isolde, we can't
isolde: it's like asking me to stop breathing


tristan: you were right. i don't know if life is greater than death, but love was more than either.

we just 1ost power and it's not even raining! yay generators!

this blows-everything fucking blows.

i am soooo confused.


wtfffffffff

i need a snuggle buddy. that would make me feel so much better about everything.

that's what i miss the most.

note to self: get the fuck over it already.

sometimes, saying 'fuck you' is the only way to make it through the day.

Ouuuuuch. ouch.