I did something very foolish tonight. I did it even before the foolishness even started -- but it was something that if I was in my right mind (which I was... sober as a fuckin' stone) I still probably wouldn't have done it. Probably because I am a pussy. But it involved coming off like an asshole and being a complete dick. Then again, when ( Read more... )

This feels really pathetic ( Read more... )

i'm on the night train: i love that stuff / i'm on the night train: and i can never get enough

I've been having the most random subway rides lately ( Read more... )

bryzwell: dont take her tricks, remember, YOU are the warrior.

!

That's all I can do to describe the last five hours. A simple "!."

Just know that it's necessary to make a mixtape.

The only thing that's kept me sane since Sunday is the routine once-a-day trip to get an everything bagel with two eggs, bacon, cheese, and a small coffee. This strike is preventing me from coming home with all my belongings. I should rephrase that. The MTA in general is preventing me from coming home because in this small room of mine, ( Read more... )

I stayed up all night writing and making a zine for my literature class final ( Read more... )

My roommate is gone. I have this entire room to myself for the next two weeks before I get the fuck out of here. I spent all morning exitedly re-arranging this little room into something my own. No more sleeping eight feet off the ground. No more foul smelling four day old Dominos/McDonalds. No more awkwardness. More music all the time ( Read more... )

My parent's home is lonely at five-twenty in the morning ( Read more... )