it's kind of like one of those nights where you would pull me through the dark hallway and push past your door and guide me down to the mattress on the floor. we would spend hours, drunk and giggling about the trains running through the neighborhood and scenarios where we wore the same tshirt everyday ( Read more... )

even though i saw you all day, i missed you so much tonight.


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so, why is this still going on? this grugde. this regret. this gap you continuously keep trying to fill. face it, you lost. and not just the boy or the words he writes or the songs he plays, something more than that. you lost your spotlight. your standing ground. the ability to make you feel something more than you actually are ( Read more... )

tonight i was looking at a picture of you when my phone rang and he told me the words that i was thinking about telling you and it made me realize (yes, once again) my theme for the past two days, "everything is different ( Read more... )

tonight i cried one of those cries where you feel it in your chest and your throat tenses up and the tears come out all at once. i cried one of those cries because your alert is the only one that works, purposely to remind me that you are still awake. and i thought of how late night phone calls were never random, usually welcomed and always ( Read more... )

tonight i cleaned out our spare room, well actually my spare room considering it is filled with my stuff. i wanted to clean out memory boxes, and throw away the stuff in which i didnt understand the joke anymore...i found odds and ends. and old note from john hutt, a fire up from katie about south park, me and sarah zara's "notebooks"...and at the ( Read more... )

sometimes i think of you. and it makes me want to dance or scream or smoke a lot of cigarettes.

gee whiz!
xo.

ATTENTION EVERYONE ( Read more... )

plymouth, i loathe? i love?

to be continued. maybe.

hips to face.
things are just easy.
short fingers grew longer.
coffee turning in to cigarettes.
paint a picture in your head.
spell it back to me.
i'll bite my lip.

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fitter. happier. more productive. = me.

the birds are up. it's time for bed.

plymouth tomorrow. blech.
xo.