We're all just gonna stomp around knocking shit over & kissing stuff until we're dead, I wish none of us were friends so we could meet again.

every morning i wake up and it's dark still, even if it's later in the day. i roll around a few times, check my phone, touch on you for a second in my mind, or with my hands, depending. the kind of romance i experience is different than what you'd think, and i don't know how to explain it to you yet.

a hologram postcard of a volcano erupting.

i can't speak to it, i wasn't there. I do remember what you told me, though. and you don't have to make any amendments, you know, the kind that come with time. we have an understanding. all the benefits of all the doubts. and we're always moving on, like i said in that song ( Read more... )

i really like the idea of "What's Coming Is Already On It's Way" because it's so deeply comforting and terrible all at once. don't get me wrong, of course i think our choices matter. i think they really matter-- they set into action the things that race toward us and away from us. i just like the idea that we're already in the middle of it. it's ( Read more... )

i write songs in my head and sing 'em on the road. making left turns with the windows down, crouching because i'm late and the defroster can only go so fast, headlights beaming as i fly down an empty highway and the asphalt changes to get smoother under the tires. i sing, i tell stories, write the speeches i'm gonna give at my friends weddings, ( Read more... )

beach baby comes on and my hair still smells like a bon fire from last night but it wasn't a bon fire, it was a roasted pig and then crab and by the end of the night we were all eating with our hands, standing around the table. i looked over and saw allison doing the hula with jordan's mom. the latest in a long line of goodbye parties because i ( Read more... )

maybe it's the snow or the sleepovers or the banana pancake breakfasts, but i'm feelin' it big time. i'm feelin' the songs my friends are putting out there, i'm feelin' the emails from my brothers, the phone calls, the texts, the sexy feelings i have toward whoever i want. alyssa lent me her boots again while she works the season and i'll be ( Read more... )

the most beautiful thing i ever saw was from an airplane at night. we climbed through the air, up passed the cloud cover, and there everything was all dark. i looked down at the clouds and saw them alive and moving. pink and orange light spots, flashing and swirling like boiling water but calm too like the bass you feel in the middle of your chest ( Read more... )

i'm still here, i didn't leave ya. i've been real busy, sleeping on a bunch of stuff, swallowing a bunch of other stuff whole. some gets left alone, you know, doesn't have anything to do with me. i breathe at you and the car fogs up. i got options, you know. the vastness of it brings me to tears. big round ones. the air is on blast, it crawls up ( Read more... )