here is a thing i wrote for a magazine geared towards teens. im really into it. feedback, please ( Read more... )

i am mildly heart broken.

i am cleaning up my act.

spending more time outside
eating healthy and adaquate meals
calling friends to apologize for my inadaquacies
coming home early instead of going to the bar.

i am a fuck up for sure. im working on it , though. seriously.

fuck, man! i am totally twenty one and i need to get ragin!

i have spent so much of the past few weeks being hella bummed that i don't even remember what the original thing that bummed me out was. i am ready to fuckin rage. its warm again and i am ready to have my summertime freak out!*

*and by freak out i mean fun time, duh.

it is okay to take the time you need.

i bike over the schuykill river [thats skoooo-killll for those who don't live in philadelphia.] twice a day. on mornings where the sun is shining just right, it almost looks like you could dive into the big inky pool below and not be covered in a slimey filth when you emerged ( Read more... )

my coworker jenny and i are drowning our sorrows in chocolate cake and missy elliot. we are stuffing our faces, booty dancing, and crying. at work, too.

its true.

so like, FUCK, right ( Read more... )

i have felt impossibly fucked up, jealous, sad , confused, and over booked lately.

it seems suddenly very unlikely that i will know what im doing ever. i am trying to be straight forward. i am trying not to be too insane. i am trying to love fully, but i keep holding back and it makes me feel crazy.

quiet. i need quiet.

i got hit by a car and am okay. i hit my head on the side window of an SUV and feel a little bit stupider now.

i am also very confused about my life.

i am happy for the time we shared.

xo