we are all dirty. we are all fucking disgusting. and we are all part of the problem. and I am sick and fucking tired of being asleep.

this has been a restful/less year and I am not okay with sitting right here anymore.

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I love the grapevine and how it superimposes fallacies and failures of the duly deserving directly to my eyes, without having to ever pay witness to a single thing.

I'll go to the bottom with you.

what the fuck are you trying to do, kid?

onward and upward, I guess. lull. everything and nothing. all the time ( Read more... )

wide eyed at 1:36am. you've become my everything and i signed up for that. and i think i love all of it. i think it's just this stuffy, dusty apartment, where the toothless lady yells at you about groceries every time you go shopping too late. i think it's just the drama, and the nature of everyone and everything around me. i think it's my body and ( Read more... )

we live the dream that makes life worth living ( Read more... )

if I had to explain it, I wouldn't know where to start.

currently, I am asleep. and that's okay.

seated neatly in the far corner of the bathroom floor with the water running solely to spare myself some ambience and to give me the relinquished soliditary that I long for so dearly; not nearly for cleanliness or relaxation ( Read more... )

so, jenny lives with me now. and it rules. nothing but good days.