I'm very lonely & the only cure is spooning.

I had for a few hours willed it away, or at least toned down it's intense screaming as it was as I was walking to Chestnut St. for food and I was desperately searching for a pane reflective enough to reasure me that the sunglasses went well with the bandanna I was wearing. But I had forgot my wallet and had realized this as I was turning 'round the ( Read more... )

I did something horrible tonight and I think it might be 'it' for me. Here at least and with her. I don't understand why I do the things I do.

I'm done. I hate everyone and everything. I just want to be left be.

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Best weekend in a long.
Blasting music in the car (Daft Punk), the ocean, the bay, the sun, the wind, four girls from Southern California, cigarettes, snapshots, waves of... uh,uh,joy.
Bought 9 O.M.D. records with money that should have been used to feed me, OH WELL, they'll nourish me and one of the songs on one of the albums is probably the best ( Read more... )

Two men showed me their penises today. On the Bart train around Three PM. One of them was huge. He made lewd gestures. The other had a huge burning orange beard, to par with the champions I saw in Carson City a few years ago. I was gang-flashed. A.-- My hair is all gone and I can better imagine I'm a 1960's mod-fag with my records and little ( Read more... )

First day of college, ever, was yesterday. I'm a student, ha! Gonna go buy my textbook now, ha! Gonna go do that, gonna come home and do homework, ha!

why do i let myself eat myself, weak weak weak (squeal), no no no.

Lordy, I'm an hour an a half from my three day weekend. No idea how it came so bearably. Spent most of this week on the roof of this place, it's spring up there(!), warm up there(!), I napped up there for an hour or so! My hands are so dirty from fixing this little green cart we use to haul shit and I feel weird typing on this super nice keyboard ( Read more... )

I fucking, fucking hate Oakland. And I've tried so hard and wanted to love the city so bad. In the day, all the old buildings and the lake and the more basic feel of the place. So -- Guy bums a cigarette and stares and leans close and a moment later asks for a lighter and lights and wipes the lighter down and hands me the lighter in his shirt. I ( Read more... )