summer and i'm learning to be okay ( Read more... )

so now this part starts, the part i said i couldn't i wouldn't do ( Read more... )

teeth brushing. not fair. smelling like outside. absolutely not fair. cooking vegetables. not fair.
(its monday night. nothing could be fair.)
living this life without you is not fair, but what is most unfair about it is that it was fine without you, before you.
and then you came and invaded my perceptions of everything, and you crawled into all the ( Read more... )

so i decided, fuck it, i am going on my own road trip.

the month of august = i am driving to new orleans and back, and visiting all sorts of people and places along the way. in a truck. by myself. i hope you don't think i can do it. because i can.

well ( Read more... )

so i've pretty much abandoned this journal, but i'm going to be keeping a photo journal over at ( Read more... )

when your eyes harden ( Read more... )

the fourth floor of the library at night is a good place for a good cry. it is so quiet and my hands are so cold and all the photographs are hiding in their pages behind me.....i love you and i'm sorry that i let you down.

....there's been lots of that lately ( Read more... )

beth and i just descended through the fluffy clouds back into rochester from our new orleans expedition. so we're here. let's hang out ( Read more... )