It’s 10:15 pm. Billy Corgan just sang to me, “It’s you that I adore, you will always be my whore”

Feel reluctant to really share any personal feelings or details on here. I blog, but I don’t really get too personal because I don’t really want all my shit out there. I do that when I write poetry. 

Going to finish listening to this concert, going to keep writing poems, and then I swear to god I’m going to watch John Dies At The End again.

It’s 10:18 pm. “In you I feel so pretty, in you I crash cars.”

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