Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Beach Livin'?

Beach livin'? More like, fuck you asshole. One month until I move out and I'm told that my plans to have roommates in a beach condo are shot, now I scramble to find a place to call my own. I might need to rent a room out of a house or something, hopefully I don't end up back home. Not that there's any room for me there anyways. Looking for a studio in costa mesa. Closeish to the beach, and lots more stuff to do than Irvine. Want to kill roomate. What a fuck.


"We cut our wrists like cheap coupons
And say that death was on sale today."

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