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this is what gothmess says, in 140 characters or less.. on going out, and going home: "just can't be happy tonight" "so I left. unwilling to be anything but alone" some things are better left forgotten: "forget what I was going to tell you" about to pass out: "radio silence" cough medicine: "dextromethorphan" an autobiography: "if you like what you can't have and the smell of stale cigarettes you're sure going to love me." "and that's dedicated to somebody" a confession: "theres an awful lot of rapid life changes being thrown at me & so typically I've decided to sleep more and smoke more and be lazier overall" "additionally I might add that all of my friends have discovered how infrequently I get laid and have decided to comment about it" "so that feels nice. okay goodnight" on relaspse: "puked my throat out. the taste of loneliness is the taste of failure" on alliterations: "migranes and mixed feelings today" on fine dining: "stir fry is the best way to eat your feelings" death cab for cutie references: "tiny vessels from the other side of the microphone isn't great" on setting goals: "tomorrow I will wake up new and fresh and young and me" "replacing all meals with green tea" and not quite accomplishing them: "old habits die hard" "I didn't wake up new or fresh because I woke up me" missing MySpace's "current mood" feature: "tired and jaded and bored to tears" potential comedy ideas: " "my easter hickey"  " on having a hickey: "tiny vessels ******* on alka seltzer cough and cold medicine: "no such thing as a half dose" "orange carbonated salvation" on life outlook: **** 'em"
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
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this is what gothmess says, in 140 characters or less.. on going out, and going home: "just can't be happy tonight" "so I left. unwilling to be anything but alone" some things are better left forgotten: "forget what I was going to tell you" about to pass out: "radio silence" cough medicine: "dextromethorphan" an autobiography: "if you like what you can't have and the smell of stale cigarettes you're sure going to love me." "and that's dedicated to somebody" a confession: "theres an awful lot of rapid life changes being thrown at me & so typically I've decided to sleep more and smoke more and be lazier overall" "additionally I might add that all of my friends have discovered how infrequently I get laid and have decided to comment about it" "so that feels nice. okay goodnight" on relaspse: "puked my throat out. the taste of loneliness is the taste of failure" on alliterations: "migranes and mixed feelings today" on fine dining: "stir fry is the best way to eat your feelings" death cab for cutie references: "tiny vessels from the other side of the microphone isn't great" on setting goals: "tomorrow I will wake up new and fresh and young and me" "replacing all meals with green tea" and not quite accomplishing them: "old habits die hard" "I didn't wake up new or fresh because I woke up me" missing MySpace's "current mood" feature: "tired and jaded and bored to tears" potential comedy ideas: " "my easter hickey"  " on having a hickey: "tiny vessels ******* on alka seltzer cough and cold medicine: "no such thing as a half dose" "orange carbonated salvation" on life outlook: **** 'em"
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
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