I ain't no hollaback girl

indierawk:

Rilo Kiley - A Man/Me/Then Jim.

FML #6.

Remember, love fades and people will talk behind your back once you die.

“So I was driving around Los Angeles, and I saw my ex-girlfriend Dianna’s house. We used to share the place together, but she threw me out for reasons I’d rather not talk about — and do you know how expensive it is to live in LA? Cripes. Being the obsessive stalker that I am, I decided to knock on her door and try to win her back. She answered her door, reminded of the restraining order, and said, ‘You can sleep upon my doorstep, you can promise me indifference, Jim… but my mind is made up, and I’ll never let you in again.’ So, I decided to hang myself all Romeo-and-Juliet style, and now I’m deeeeeeeaaaaaaaaddd. FML (or rather, FM After-L)!”