greetings from kentucky where everything is warm and beautiful ( Read more... )

i'm sitting in this coffee shop and there's this cute boy working with a beautiful tattoo on the back of his arm, and he's one of those skinny skinny vegan hipster boys, the kind that would never talk to me, and as i'm ordering my hot chocolate i just want to yell, "REALLY! I'M NOT THIS LAME! it's just that I don't live here, but my parents do and ( Read more... )

On the drive here from ithaca i had to stop to take a nap. twice. once in the parking lot of a pizza hut ( Read more... )

i just walked back from emerson and looking out my window now is the most beautiful thing. this perfect kind of late night fog.
i love you all so much it kind of hurts.

things i haven't been able to take advantage of this semester: the copious amount of makeout nooks in our dorm.

i am very unsettled, very very, about the idea of this all ending so soon.

meg brown you're twenty and i would say that i can't handle that, but in fact i can because i can't handle the idea of me being twenty if you're not. so now we're in this together, again ( Read more... )

meg-
i remember you always used to chronicle the pitfalls of your thanksgiving for me in letter format.
how was this one?

its weird driving home and realizing that not only did you forget the number of the highway by your house, you also couldn't remember the backroads to it that well, and in addition to that, you actually pretty much forgot what it looked like ( Read more... )

apparently the only class i will be taking next semester is intro to theater. there is actually NOTHING AVAILBE TO ME including classes in my GODDAMN MAJOR.

lets hope this goes better tomorrow.

i wish our milk hadn't gone sour.