and so im in new york city, and all of you back at home are right about it being a great fucking time of the summer. i pity all of you. i hope the weather is nice there, everything is pretty fucking wonderufl here. i scored a next to amazing just above mediocre mix from a girl working at this store because of our duel intrests and i've been eating ( Read more... )

i feel like a waste. i'm going to the city in two days, and it's something to look forward to.

minus one headlight, under the influence. she can barely see past and over her steering wheel. "old people shouldn't be allowed to drive," they should be shipped to a foreign country, where they'll be a lot more respected. a soccer mom and a purple minivan, automatic doors. the car in front of me has christianity stickers on it. a man biking down ( Read more... )

i can't sleep. i cannot sleep. today and the few days before and im sure i'll be more deciding about this in the future, but for now, i've been wasting away. i'm reading and watching and listening and trying to explain but nothing's really coming out. nothing is producing. i keep breaking records. i see your sister more than i see you and i miss ( Read more... )

my body is falling apart. everytime i wake up and get out on my roof i can barely stretch out my back. my spine is collapsing, i fucking swear it. each ridge of the ridged scoliosis shape my back forms cracks more and more each day. fluids i never knew about spreading into my blood stream, the white cells are turning into fucking vampires, i'm ( Read more... )

I'm deaf in my left ear. Anyways, end post.Ì

right now im hyped up on caffiene but diluted with codine. i found some from when i brok my ankle, but who really cares, just as long as it's not too old to not have effects. i need a big city, or mass murder, or some kind of fucking noise. late last night in the park i really didn't know what to think from the slew of words i'm pretty sure i've ( Read more... )

I need to waste more time and stop falling asleep in the AM to wake up in the PM. Damn this heat anyways ( Read more... )

That fucking ABC Survey I got from Jackson Havilla Thomas's invulnerable blogging system ( Read more... )

tonight i called it a night and preceded out into the streets. i went out searching for my lost loves of hydrangea, azaelia, and morning glory. i walked by that cliche 50's looking house we saw the other day, a girl came out and asked about my story. she wanted an answer just like everyone else hopeless and sincere and selfish. she told me i ( Read more... )