The next evening, I'm vomitting up elephant ears into the moldy toilet basin of some shitty backstage bathroom in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Begging to a god I don't even believe in, saying God, don't ever let me drink that much again. God, don't ever let me see a funnel cakes again.The cracked mirror above the sink shakes and jives in time with
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it's kinda egotistical i guess, but it's nice to know i'm writing something and at least three or four people are reading it. i don't know why it should matter.
i do have your tori dvd, i think you had asked about it at some point? i'm really bad at mail. i'll set it aside so i can get it to you here soon.
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(And I just had a dream about West Virginia. Someone was teaching me how to pronounce 'virginia' in my dream.)
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what other way is there to pronounce virginia!
west virginia is a strange state to me. so boring but so beautiful. it's a like a cliff too, it's like something you have to jump from to leave the mid east.
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Like somehow, it will rub off on me!
I read somewhere that happiness is a choice, and I suppose it is, but it's easier when the people you're around are happy as well.
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