in vino veritas
pascie and i finished babysitting and headed back to my house. in my dark kitchen we lit candles and drank our (surprisingly good) wine. theres half a bottle left in my fridge... for tomorrow.
nearly three a.m. and she just called a cab.
our conversations were about taboo and on taboo.
the disintegrating cement holding together old friends; exclusive rights to friendship; the societal taboo on smoking; CHARISMA VS COMMUNICATION SKILLS; musicians and writers;
we spend a ridiculous amount of time together.
goodnight moon, and shes putting on her shoes.
goddamn, i forget.
nearly three a.m. and she just called a cab.
our conversations were about taboo and on taboo.
the disintegrating cement holding together old friends; exclusive rights to friendship; the societal taboo on smoking; CHARISMA VS COMMUNICATION SKILLS; musicians and writers;
we spend a ridiculous amount of time together.
goodnight moon, and shes putting on her shoes.
goddamn, i forget.