
Mood:
Listening to: Cataldo
Reading: Desperation (Stephen King) Forgive Me.
Watching: Party Monster
I think for now I'm going to stay back home. I'm in no real hurry to get back to MO, and I'm kind of craving small town college life again.
A strange occurence: yesterday, after registering for some shit classes, I met a fella by the name of David Addams with whom I hit it off wonderfully. Turns out I registered for a class that he is also in, and we smoked hookah on my parents back porch. Havana Banana and Honey--tres delish if you are in need of a good smoke. He's tall, dark, and handsome to quote the cliche, and my parents love him. He's a good boy too, though potentially needy, and this relationship did not start off sexually--a first in a loooong, loooong time. We're goin' out on Friday night, and I'm excited.
In other news, I started a new job out here. Hard, hard work, but it should be good for me.
I've cut some people out of my life, so goes it. Ohfuckinwell.
Darian, I'm so sorry I've missed your calls. Don't give up on me yet.
Thus ends the short update.
Go give
LISTEN TO SUFJAN STEVENS GODDAMNIT.
AND SMOG.
AND THE DECEMBERISTS.
AND CATALDO.
Devious Comments
I smell a more positive state of mind in the air. More poetry now, and all would be complete
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Blog: One Night Stanzas
Magazine: Read This Magazine
Store: Read This, Etsy!
(Sexy Man Of God.......hahahaha).
I heart you forever.
*poke*
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
show me yours
and me do same
dont cut too many peeps
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its not too late to become what you were meant to be
or I could not.
Maybe.
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"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am."
--Sylvia Plath
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"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am."
--Sylvia Plath
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