It's getting high on a lake, me on my bike some certain nights where it's quiet and I'm alone, me on my bike nearly every day of my life, laying in bed with your boyfriend in the afternoon and thinking yes you do love him, bands you met and have made bonds with and the bands who are so far away from you and you love them, and thinking your ex ( Read more... )

You write, as if you are trying to print neatly, then write as you do casually. And our trying to write neatly sort of looks the same, then write with your left hand. Your name, the first four letters of the alphabet, I write my name and it's very difficult. You draw a circle. You draw a circle backwards ( Read more... )

Jason quit smoking, and now I am going to try. And just to make sure I don't gain too much weight as a result, Steph and I will have to keep doing Richard Simmons workouts every week.

I met/saw Ariel Pink, he is so beautiful and insane, it changed my life in a way and made me so happy, fuck Miami, and I have slept through roughly 2 of the past 40 hours. I am hungry and glad to be alive. There are so many things to experience and maybe cherish in the world!

This has been one of the most amazing years I have ever lived.

Critical Mass halloween ride was silent, went to stardust and had a magical slurpee party, went to crooked bayou and watched a misfits cover band and thrashed, danced like crazy at spy spy, peed in front of that smoke shop downtown while a tranny blocked for us, mistook salt and garlic for parmesan, just three days after getting hit by a car, ran ( Read more... )

I also feel generally genuinely undesirable

I don't wish that I was dead
A very old friend of mine once said that either way you look at it,
you have your fits, I have my fits, but feeling is goodThis evening, as I was thinking about those words, and Panda Bear, and Andy Lloyd, Dan Snaith, John Lennon and Yoko Ono, Indian romantic comedies, and my parents, I was looking through some nice ( Read more... )

Ten steps to having a good time in Georgia ( Read more... )

I want to live somewhere where everyone doesn't want to get so fucked up so much

I want everything to last forever
and to never look into its face again

Entry of a diary found today from elementary school:

Dear Diary,
I ate lunch with my teacher today. I will tomorrow too. J.K. touched me. He was chasing Tabatha and I. Tabatha ran behind me, and the rest is history.