for some reason, being grounded always brings back good memories. not so much of being home, but of being out there in the wide world, exploring and enjoying the fruits and the friends. i just gotta take it a day at a time and look forward to seeing my friends again after a while of being away. sucks that most of the people i love don't go to my ( Read more... )

Joel, Matt, Mary, Joelski, and Emmily's house is hecka tight. its so big. melisa, tori, and i played rollerz in the closet on the air mattress. my cat was afraid at first, but she will love it. when i put her on the ground she would crouch down hecka low to it. i bet she felt hell of exposed to danger, especially with all the people. it was ( Read more... )

WHY? - the perfect place was right next to them...YEAH! that show was excellent. the sawmill was much more crowded than last time, and i'm glad because more people heard what i heard, which was wonderful ( Read more... )

the beach was wonderful.. so many friends and a lot of thinking, so many bottles, but just a little bit of drinking (from each one), imagining lightning striking in my mind, a smile sparks a smile which fuels laughter for a while, so much talking that i never do with different people. having to end a nice time is surreal. departing, saying ( Read more... )

( The Stonecutter )

streetlight manifesto was awesome, both nights. i loved it and had sooo much fun. the car rides were also really good and happy and best friends and sparks and exciting. reminded how good ska is and how much i never listen to it anymore. love to dance and talk to strangers and smile at everyone. love to find an open space close to the stage ( Read more... )

and i imagine olive oyl melting like butter to popeye's kiss. and smile cause that was one of my favorite cartoons as a kid ( Read more... )

as i turn the final page with my fingers, the last words burn like fire in my heart. how can the last word be so carelessly written? without the intensity of the previous pages, the story ends and with it i find my own means, lost without an end. through so few days i have looked after and have twisted and turned, my body hatefully and joyfully ( Read more... )

thoughts as i fell asleep, happy that i was able to smell again ( Read more... )

i am a tiny monster ( Read more... )