so i don't think i want to write in this thing anymore.

"making out on the twin bed"
the rain and the thunder and the lightning!!

my friends and my brothers think i'm all about pot and booze

all i ever do is wear my shirts inside out and tromp across streets and think about those veins like a map

of course i come over and they're watching some french film that looks like i'd want to see it all the way through but of course i talk right over it to say i got accepted into the program and that i'll be in rome for three months starting in february and of course alyssa gets up and kisses me on the face and mouth a bunch of times and of course ( Read more... )

sometimes when it feels like october you just have to get good and drunk and put your coat on over your sweater and walk some blocks with some friends of a friend in the bad part of the city to get coffee on the corner and eat carrots in art galleries and watch people singing out of shop windows.

i am trying to break your heart