The longer I'm alive, the more  alone I feel and the more I hate. Nothing in particular, I just hate ( Read more... )

Last night was definitely a night to remember.

Emma, Alica and I wandered down to east city, to a park by Little Lake. We sat on a bench, smoked, laughed, passed a bottle of whiskey back and forth. I've never felt terribly close to either of them, but last night we all just... clicked.

Alicia discovered that swinging while sloshed is the best thing ( Read more... )