I don't want to lose this quote, so I'm posting it here. How is it fall already? Unbelieveable ( Read more... )

So I was dangling on a rooftop two stories up in Bloomfield. Jack was struggling to pull me up over the ledge, and I was desperatley trying to keep quiet so the people playing with their son inside the apartment wouldn't hear me. Finally I managed to lug myself over the top. Never have I felt 'heavy' in my life, but last Thursday night I realized I ( Read more... )

Something is washing in and out in the back of my mind like a tide. I can't place it, but I feel like my old self is washing out to sea. Like I'm eroding, or am I changing? Somehow it's almost like I'm losing myself. I can't explain it. It's like I'm being crushed to a pulp to make something else. Blah. This makes no sense. I hope everyone is ( Read more... )

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Working 18 hours in two days makes Katie a sad, sad girl.
I miss Jack, and it's pissing me off.
I thought I wouldn't care.

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An eight story apartment building somewhere in Bloomfield last night will forever be etched in my memory. Jack followed me as we climbed up the rust firescapes tiers. A large plank of wood was bolted the ladder to the roof. Supposidly it was supposed to keep drunk people from trying to climb to the roof top. Jack told me the view was amazing. We ( Read more... )

So, somehow, I'm going out with Jack? I'm not sure how it happened. Don't get me wrong, he's pretty awesome, but I still give it about a week. Blah, I'm so tired. Monday was Lor'annes Crunk Ain't Dead party. With whipped cream fights, silly string, water guns, explosives, a bon fire, and good music a good time was had by all. Jack, Jesse, Mick, ( Read more... )

Life is odd. VERY odd. FUCKING NUTS. Who woulda thought? Walked around Bloomfield for 3 hours with this Jack boy I met two days ago. He's pretty awesome. Yeah. Tried to sneak into the Zao concert. Didn't work. I'm a little worried he's a hoe, and it's all an act. Things like this don't....really... happen. rriiiggghhhttt? Wow he's such a cool guy. ( Read more... )

For a moment we were cheek to cheek. Fleeting sensations of warmth and the softness of his shirt faded as I pulled away from the embrace. A tiny red envelope, the source of my overwhelming anxiety, casually (or as well as I could fain the casuality of the gesture, strange how such a natural gesture becomes a triumph over tremors of nerves.) ( Read more... )