August 2009
nothing can change the fact that we used to share a bed
sick
it hurts my heart to look at apartments in Brooklyn.
ol' butterfingers
CROCKPOT
POT
BUTTER
12 HOURS/OPIATES
If it hadn’t been for pettin’ parties, cigarettes and gin…
SO TRUE
AND TO THIS VERY DAY,
I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THAT SHIT HAPPENED
BECAUSE I DO NOT REMEMBER ANY OF IT.
sick head, sad heart
RAH, RAH
MOTHER FUCKER!
she turned my stomach. my nerves aren’t the same. i threw away the salsa and chips. i think i had eaten three. i can’t lie, i had a bite of cheese dip too. i gave up. i’d go puke but i was drinking white wine and i don’t want to sober up.
because sobriety is bullshit.
WHOA, WE GOT A PROBLEM
SLEEPY-EYED DREAMERS
DRUNK ON
LOVE
in other news
i still really want to fuck you.
Apartment parking lot.
one time my best friend and i watched two lesbians make out in a red Toyota hybrid. One of the ladies was actually my ex-roommate who i lived with when i was 19. rah, rah mother fuckers- we’re all so proud of your exploration into same-sex relation. the window faced the apartment parking lot. i felt sick…and sorry for the other girl involved.
SIT LIKE A THINKER
she had clearly...
an introduction to life without you, but with more...
I have no idea how I’m able to keep cheating on this game- I’ll have to count my losses soon.
Bye bye love Bye bye happiness Hello loneliness I think Im gonna cry
in the middle of a cloud, in the middle of a cloud...
my saturday nights now consist of making sappy mixtapes, smoking pot and watching my dog sleep.
not too bad, eh?
reminder
i need to remember that when my contacts are so dry they cause my lids to stick-shut, its obviously time to go to bed.
HE’S A BAD BOY,
BUT I DON’T CARE..
you weren't raised in a barn
my brain keeps trying to leak out the right-side of my nose.
MY BODY
&
MY HEART
WILL NOT
MAKE PEACE
TONIGHT.
