nick dixon <3

outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
have you ever met nick dixon
So, A Song For The Girl says:
many, many, many times
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
o my god... really?
So, A Song For The Girl says:
I DO work there, and he is there like every day... sooooo, yes
So, A Song For The Girl says:
I was drinking with him last Saturday for our Christmas party
So, A Song For The Girl says:
ourrrrrr table got silly drunk
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
CAN YOU TAKE ME TO MEET HIM?
So, A Song For The Girl says:
haha, why? Is it his Clark Kentish good looks?
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
i have a huge crush on him! lol
So, A Song For The Girl says:
well, he IS pretty hunky I guess
So, A Song For The Girl says:
I work with him next on Friday
So, A Song For The Girl says:
I'll slip him your number
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
that would be so fantastic lol
So, A Song For The Girl says:
you have to promise to get me the number of any cute coworkers YOU have though
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
LOL okay
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
is he really nice
So, A Song For The Girl says:
Nick Dixon, or one of your coworkers... cause if you try and set me up with some dude, I'll be angry
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
nick
So, A Song For The Girl says:
gooooooood
So, A Song For The Girl says:
yes, he is nice
So, A Song For The Girl says:
I'm gonna try and marry Teri Kramer though
So, A Song For The Girl says:
sheeeee's a reporter
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
aww ol
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
we can have a double wedding
So, A Song For The Girl says:
sweet!
So, A Song For The Girl says:
then we can go bowling!
outlined in chalk, everyone looks the same. says:
YEAH!
So, A Song For The Girl says:
mmmmmm bowling honeymoon

oh golly

look what happened. o_0

generic whore.

every night a crowd of the drunk held their glasses high to the melodic screams bestowed apon them. "close your eyes" she whispers. "make it last forever". he follows her orders. he'll never forget. her face has been permanently burnt in his mind like a mental etch-a-sketch.

the chorus continues. a smile greets his face, but when he opens his eyes it's all gone.

no band.

no fans.

no beer.

no her.

was it ever there? the ability to feel connected to every person in the room despite their morals, religion or beliefs never existed.
he looked around to acknowledge his surroundings.

a field.

with the greenest grass he has ever seen. the sounds of the singing birds cocked his brow. he turned in circles searching for a way out. all he saw was a panoramic view of the past.

a repeated picture.

he stops, but the world keeps going.

he falls to his knees, watching the scenery turn to one unrecognizable blur. nausiating.

everything turns to black.

blacker.

blackest.

it's over.

*IMPORTANT NOTICE*

i will only be answering to Meg Murphy from now on.
M2 is acceptable, too.

oh em gee zzzz.

I AM EXCITED FOR TUESDAY!

people who are sad make me sad.

uh oh...

i'm grounded.

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

i'm on datura.

(mex bane told me to.)

things to do with brandini

• fight club*
• ben folds <3*
• donny darko*
• perfect storm*
• show
• chocolate cream pie
• nap
• mints
• american history x*
• a polite burping contest*
• make shirts, OMGZ*
• dress up*
• dress up as ninjas and go to a fancy restaurant*
• watch the sunrise*
• 'your hand in mine'*
• ice cream cake
• cunt*
• how to deal*
• jive dancing*
• make more lists*
• eat all dressed chips
• charlie and the chocolate factory*
• bruschetta*
• iced fucking tea*
• yell in isolated forest*
• chicken run*
• dance (naked?)*
• print out list for each of us*

*activities done whilst eating all dressed chips