olde english.

Mon, 23 Oct 2006 03:57:44 GMT

once upon a time there was badminton......

i hayt u

Sun, 09 Apr 2006 04:14:17 GMT

dear YOU,

i just wanted to ask YOU to stop stealing MY best friends from ME.

thanks.
as if you'll ever understand what this does to me.

-erinne cliche

let's be best friends on myspace...

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 01:23:24 GMT

this is the part where you smile, hand me a slip of paper with your myspace url [since you know it by heart by now of course], and slowly walk away. all the while i'm crinkling your link in my back pocket with eight other pages of our newly transformed telephone numbers. since, you know that is all myspace is, the new version of your telephone number. your identity tags along with my red bandana and blood stained napkins for a warm ride on my ass while gang members yell, 'sup blood.' and you know you wish that was your hand. but that's the part that's for scene boys, cute transvestites, and personal friends only.