I Was An Angst-y Journal Writing Kid.

When It's Asshole-tightening Time, That's When You See What People Are Made Of. Or At Least What Their Asshole Is Made Of.

I Just Want Silence... Jesus, It Doesn't Mean I Don't Like You. It Just Means Right Now, I Like Silence More.

Los Angeles Is Like San Diego's Older, Uglier Sister That Has Herpes.

[the] Majority Of The Girls Working There Had Major Emotional Problems. And Not Cries-too-much Emotional Problems; More Like Stabs-her-boyfriend-with-a-steak-knife-then-falls-into-a-corner-and-starts-whispering-to-herself Emotional Problems.

Sometimes Its Nice When People You Love Need You.