Farewell for good 4!0 was last night. John always makes things much sadder than I want them to be. I can deal with the move and the commuting but it's just going to be a bummer to have to call john instead of making dinner with him every night and going on walks and listening to leonard cohen. ahhh well though. I'll get over it. I'll have to... ( Read more... )

I've been spending a lot of time in Ypsilanti, usually on Stacys porch drunk and laughing a lot...last night Curtis said the funniest thing he's ever said to me..." kayleigh....a hundred people can go running in ypsi and I'm sure 99 of them will live"...or something along those lines. Cleaning 410 yesterday was the grossest shit I've done in a long ( Read more... )

I'm back at mamma bears house, I played with my cat and ate a donut. I'm supposed to be registering for classes. Soon enough I'll get to that ( Read more... )

Tim made me one of the best tapes ever. I wish I was listening to it right now. I wish I was listening to it all the time. I"m at my moms house right now. We went out to lunch and chatted a bit. I need to go buy Kate Kate -Bo-Bate a birfday present...or five. I don't know what to get her. Bummer ( Read more... )

hey baby, i have a lot of things to tell you but right now my house is burning down, I'm stuck in the basement with a pint of vodka and some records on that got warped in the sun and a picture of you in my head as this boy I used to stalk until he fell in love with me but he never really did and I admired you from way far away. further away than ( Read more... )

I'm back in black again. I have a new yellow house. wood floors. smells like fresh paint, hair dye and lemons. We've been getting on quite well. cases of beer every night. good food in our bellies and good friends that keep coming over to see the new place ( Read more... )

This is the end of it all. There is no more sadness and no I love you's to boys half asleep at 4am wanting you to please for fuck sake sober up beofre you go on. Or at least go to bed. There is no more dirt on the floor. There are no more ants under the couch, piss on the towels you left laying around. Dishes in the sink. Lovers sleeping upstairs. ( Read more... )

If he is my friend then I want a friendship. I don't want fake kisses. I don't want forced affection. I don't want anymore silence. I don't want 3am fights when I'm drunk and feeling powerful enough to come out with what's bothering me. I feel like when I see him tomorrow I'm either going to sit there in numb oblivion...be a faker...or do something ( Read more... )

I got sea sick on the carnival rides of my mind and had to lay my head in my lap as a vampire watched from above me in "thinking stance". I placed myself in a dark blue empty school gymnasium with a disco ball twirling above the only boy and girl left dancing in the wreckage. I was watching from the bleachers and probably sipping a martini if I was ( Read more... )

It's too hott to be alive. end of story ( Read more... )