Mister the Dog is dying. I am heartbroken and hopeful that he passes peacefully. I swear G_d, I've taken care of him as best I know how. Now I'm leaving it up to you.
;)
swear jar
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I've known these people since I wondered what it would be like to be grown up. From the left:
Jennifer: Met in 1994. It was Jennifer's 17th birtday, and I was dating her best friend. We sang happy birthday to her at her doorstep. I think I've been at most of Jennifer's birthdays since then as well. And yes, I do remember thinking: Hey that chick is pretty cute.
Earnest: Met in 1991. We were shooting this PSA about teen drinking. We used my Grandma's VHS camcorder. Edited in camera, I'm pretty sure. Funny that even then we were making movies about helping people.
Whitney: Met in 1993. I don't remember exactly how, but I know it would have been in the greenroom or the scene shop in theatre. We became friends pretty quickly, all of us driving around town doing wild and rebelious things like sneaking out to see plays. Going to the downtown library.
]]>Cause me and MTV we are the same age
and we both have got some growing up to do
and I've been trying to put us on the same page
bet I never do
There's a series of explanations
a host of holy things
that will get right to the bottom
of our adolescent dreams
when you're staring out the window
but nothings looking back your way
you gotta get up, react move along
before you chose to stay
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Whatever beers
Driving away
Last time together
A trip without each other
Some letters
A trip with each other
Awkward kiss in a parking lot
A date to a seafood restaurant
Mix tape
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shot with Hipstamatic app for iPhone.
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