last night was rough.

(  some things you just gotta accept. )

sometimes when it's late, i drive like a maniac with nothing to lose. rev the engine, like it might jump start something in me that i can't reach except through the desire to ______. i speed down the curviest roads, taking up as much space as i can ( Read more... )

here is the first thing i have done in the journal that kristi made me for my birthday. it's sort of a thank you note. i wanted it to be better.

( thank you. )

ok so for my women's studies class i am doing a project on women in music. indie girl groups to be specific. i know i will be doing a lot about kathleen hanna (bikini kill and la tigre) , and melissa ferrick, but i was wondering if anyone has suggestions of other lesser known bands on indie labels to include, who have sociopolitical messages in ( Read more... )

( Providence, RI )

i have said "love" four times less in this journal, and "i" twenty times more.

i saw a cigar unfolding in an ashtray, swimming, swollen with rain. heavy. i feel like that. heavy. but not sad ( Read more... )

oh, today.

today will be a good day.

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