It doesn't hurt me ( Read more... )

What's the difference between apathy
and just getting older?

I don't even recognize myself anymore.

I don't know what I want, if anything at all.

I can't tell if I'm scared or taking needed precaution.

I can't tell if this was what I wanted.

to be impulsive...?

gotta squeeze this in. yeah huh.

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Still alive, kind of barely.

Angelica motherfucking Rossi is back in Chicago, thank god.

Waiting for school to start.

Bike messenger.

Hot apartment. Cold Beer. The yeah yeah yeahs. kiss.

I love my friends. I love my friends who came from different STATES, cities and neighborhoods to my party. You are all wonderful and I'm still warm and happy even after I sobered up. I still dont have the internet though.

But...I do have a kitten. Yellow Yellow DJANGO ( Read more... )

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I'm alive.

Party saturday...my place
!

so ( Read more... )

I don't have much to say to anyone anymore. This summer is not going how I thought it would...yet somehow, it is everything I expected and secretly wanted ( Read more... )

I am going back to Chicago in a few hours ( Read more... )

I am still in flossmoor. Every other time I'd come home to visit I'd be itching to get back after three days. However I'm finding that urgency in absence. The marvelous weather, the smell, the sounds, my hometown friends being no more than 20 minutes away..it's working a bit of a miracle on what I've done over the past academic year. It's cooling ( Read more... )