New York City makes me nervous. I'm not really certain anymore why i wanted to be here, especially in midtown.
i'm missing a book, but i have a lot of xanax.

here's to quitting smoking.

wow. i miss not having a doctor's appointment every weekend.

nothing is fucking healing ( Read more... )

Katz loves me! holy moly.
miracles do happen.

new room at the New Yorker! come be my friend!

Yellow bird flying gets shot in the wing
Good year for hunters and Christmas parties
And I hate and I hate and I hate
And I hate elevator music
The way we fight
The way I'm left here silent
Oh these little earthquakes
Here we go again
These little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn
We laughed in ( Read more... )

Dear mother,

Thank you for thinking you bought lousy seats to Tori

and then letting us find out that we were about fifteen feet from the stage.

Love,

Bes.

bagh. didn't go.
linguine hernia? i don't know.

i'll be in a lot of pain for the next few weeks. call me and laugh.

DO * have hernia

* have tickets to see Tori Amos on 19 August

AM  *still going to world/inferno tomorrow night, like a complete moron

* Worried about taking days off of work and/or altering my schedule

* Going to see Tori with my mom.

Life is good

text is fancy.

I'm taking my younger brother to W/IFS in Montclair. because that's my idea of fun.
going out....with a twelve-year-old.

sweeeeeeet!

seriously,
i hope she smells like me too.
cos it seems like that might be the only difference.

allow me my bitterness.
you've shown no emotion thus far.
but that's what i'm here for. to be sadangrymiserablehappylethargic.
you're here to prove me right.

congratulations.
fuck yourself.