we laid in the cab of my truck wrapped in dollar store beach towels and stared at the stars that eventually became a big mass of light blue spots dissapearing and reapearing behind our eyelids ( Read more... )

my feet were getting warm; like dipping them into a puddle of bubbly sweat. she smiled at my response. "i always love your answers, even though they're always lies." she laid her head in my lap, swirling her feet about in the water, humming to herself. "landon... why do you love art?" i asked her this question most of the time. we would always ( Read more... )

I am putting a dance together for queers whom are 24 and under. for anyone that would like to help out, i need as many hands and minds as possible. post me a comment and let me know if you're available so that i can set up a meeting for everyone.
thanks!!!
-brea

we drove around for a good 45 minutes until we found a video store and rented happy gilmore. we made a pit stop for alcohol and journeyed onward to wes's. his house was imaculate. flawless, just like him. there were two living rooms, one for social events, and one for show. we sat in the social living room and drank ourselves silly until wes ( Read more... )

after dropping my sisters off at school and ditching first period i smoked in the highschool's parking lot. i swayed to second period resisting running back to my car to blast depeche mode and drive to the lake. mrs. waike was out sick, so the p.e. coach was subbing in her place. he used "study period" as an excuse for the fact that he couldn't ( Read more... )

this christmas was so great! unexpected... but truly amazing.

christian came over and played poker with pop, crys and me...
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i unknowingly finsihed my cup of cider, closed my book and walked out the door as if it were just something habitual. finish cider, close book, walk out the door. finish cider, close book, walk out the door. On the drive home i lit a cigarette as frequently as i changed the radio station. i needed a distraction. i always need a distraction. stop. ( Read more... )

this weekend was so good that i had to stop the book for a moment to write about it ( Read more... )

i kept feeling as though the conversation would drop, but it didn't. my stomach churned, but the conversation kept seeping out of our mouths. a girl walked in and sat down behind Don, eating her pizza... staring my way. it happened then. the part of me that he erased came back and i felt dirty. she would look up at me, as if by accident, although ( Read more... )

so he asked about my family and i told him what they are. he asked me what i love and i told him about my life. he asked me what i do and i told him about learning. he asked if i'm in love and i told him about heart break. he asked me if i smoke and i offered him a light ( Read more... )