I am still alive. Life is being lived, slowly, recklessly, and I am filling it with dreams again. Oh, to have some ambition! Right now, all I have is a neverending headache, and a twitch of the eye giving me an air of madness. But I will see this through.

OKAY SO LISTEN UP!

Good way to start, I don't think anyone reads this shit, but here goes. Any o' you Vancouverites know of a good, cheap hostel? Hell, we'll just settle for cheap. The mister and I are looking for a place to stay on JUNE 16TH. And I don't even know where to start looking. Goddamnit.

So if anyone knows anything, lemme know?

TICKETS TO THE UTAH SAINTS [Mar. 21] & TICKETS TO THE REVEREND HORTON HEAT W/ NEKROMANTIX [Jul. 12] shall be gloriously and fabulously mine, in precisely two days! HURRY THE FUCK UP, PAYDAY.

'allo, 'allo, loljournal-land ( Read more... )

tattoos. tim the enchanter hats. concert tickets. drunken screaming. don't flirt in the kitchen!

Hold out on me a little longer,
don't bother
saying what you think I need to hear.
You'll never know
anyways
I can't even imagine.

Don't ask me to, either
I don't need to hear you say
anything, anyways.
It doesn't
matter
your imagination
is wilder by far.

Even in mundane ways,
you still kill
bits and pieces of The Dream
that I had once, of us
you kill me with those ( Read more... )

dreams strung up by silver shoestrings ( Read more... )

It is the dawn of Day Eight.

AND NO ONE IS DEAD.

Single.

Update: I am 19. Christmas is tomorrow. One day on, one day off, six days on, one day off, five days on....fucking just kill me.