<![CDATA[Ennuyé d'être ennuyé par l'ennui]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/6393991/en-usbitcomet.comMon, 01 Jun 2009 08:39:58 GMTMon, 01 Jun 2009 08:39:58 GMTbitcomet.comhttp://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html30<![CDATA[Thinking bout]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/97956/ how tests are hard in school and live and you have to study for both

how sometimes when the weather changes i get this weird sensation like my head is lighter than it should be

how just befor i fall asleep in a strange bed i feel that north is in a different possition 

how my knee surgery went

how eveyone i meet lately is cold and distant

how i'm gonna survive trough this summer all by my lonesome

how my coloring books are stashed away in my old house

how i used to dress up my barbie dolls

how i had all this big dreams and ambitions 

how i'm just wasting time

]]>MsFakeMon, 01 Jun 2009 08:39:58 GMT<![CDATA[Oh, golly gee damn]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/48492/ ]]>MsFakeMon, 08 Sep 2008 10:01:54 GMT<![CDATA[this is no]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/44174/ no butterflies in  my stomach, no kisses in the rain, no messeges after the beep

 

 

there is no modern romance

]]>MsFakeSun, 20 Jul 2008 09:56:11 GMT<![CDATA[Like so many others]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/41827/ if there weren't so many miles between us, we would have been best friends by now.


i wanna fall asleep in the bus station and dream about catching the last ride home while rain drops smudge the windows.

]]>MsFakeFri, 27 Jun 2008 05:11:14 GMT<![CDATA[Title is required]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/41616/ Ever felt like time is running away from you? that you have so many things crammed in one little month you wish the earth will just stop revolving? it's been like this for a while now.

]]>MsFakeWed, 25 Jun 2008 05:39:45 GMT<![CDATA[It's like you never have enough]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/41281/

 

shit ass pron shot on a rainy sunday afternoon. i'm taking a train to nowhere to meet up with somebody i haven't meet before. it's like in that movie where the guy and the girl kissed for three and a half minutes. do you know when everything ends? nobody does, so don't blame the wind. he's innocent, i swear!

]]>MsFakeSat, 21 Jun 2008 08:14:48 GMT<![CDATA[Heavy nights]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/41211/ If my dream was a movie it would be directed by Tim Burton

]]>MsFakeFri, 20 Jun 2008 08:59:04 GMT<![CDATA[It's a matter of perspective]]>http://blog.bitcomet.com/post/41104/ i say fuck everything. fuck cute boys that like us and don't have the guts to share that with the rest of the world, fuck stupid romanina guys and fuck british boys in skinny jeans with a great accents just because they're not romanian. fuck ice cream, fuck exams, fuck every couple on this planet cause we're single, fuck prom, fuck slow songs and fuck celine dion just cause she's ugly. fuck fashion and fuck KFC. fuck music and parties, fuck ex-boyfriends, fuck obscure places that make us feel right at home. fuck my yard, fuck my home town and my cat that ran away. fuck single serving friends, fuck acquaintances, fuck room-mates and colleagues. fuck swearing, fuck being always nice, fuck yahoo messenger and fuck virtual reality cause it's not actual reality. fuck plus sizes and fuck skinny girls. fuck burgers and diet coke. fuck sports, fuck art, fuck national TV and commercials. fuck teenage angst and drama, fuck genre. fuck staying up at night, fuck starbucks and all the coffee in the......

]]>MsFakeThu, 19 Jun 2008 06:12:21 GMT