"What's the subject?"
"I'll tell you what isn't the subject."
"No, that's too general, tell me the subject."

Sometimes I see people on the street and think about their lives, and if they're old I wonder if they have regrets. My biggest fear is having regrets, looking back on my life and wanting more and wondering why I did not do the things I should have. There are already a few things I look back on and wish I could change, mainly the way I used to treat ( Read more... )

Deep breaths and sighs of relief and cheap train rides and ambiguous text messages and short walks in the nice weather and broken bridges. We have no money but it's okay, luckiest girls. Skeletons, pierced lips, fur caps, too much vodka, smoke in the bathroom. At 3:30am I proceeded to crawl into a corner of the living room and listen to I Have ( Read more... )

Summer nights at the pool after close, being thrown in against my will, futile struggles meant nothing, the boys always won but it didn't matter because we were happy. You're prettier than you think you are. Summer skirts and tank tops and warm nights in the park, swinging and screaming and running and drinking in the car in between. All the music ( Read more... )