I don't understand myself

i guess i was wrong again.

a poem about misspelling words.

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getting caught in the rain or maybe it was snow, jasmine rooibos tropia relaxation tea, zambala relaxation incense, an easy read, new underwear, a cigarette, a single bulb lit in a cold room, zines and comics, listening to bad indie music

i was kinda bummed because of my relationship status and my incapability to maintain a relationship longer than several months and then i had dream about this guy that i like and thought i was crazy about him and it ate me up all day yesterday, but then tonight i had a dream o a bachelor reality tv show where the bachelor went through the process ( Read more... )

i'll just fall asleeep

6 days in and little sleep, crusty eyes, and a stiff neck reminds me of times of searching for trouble just to feel alive. listening to cameo's playlist reminds me of sneaking onto buses to catch rides home from new york, sleeping on cold kitchen floors, and Wendy's. I feel chlorine in my sinuses, but after school today i'm going to sticky fingers ( Read more... )

i know its not that cold but i'm really cold!

i scroll this thing over and over again without anything new on my part
hoping to be impressed
with the empty,
mostly.

i love to read i love to write, i love to drw i love to paint, i dont know about music. its going alright, i guess.

things just arent working out for me this weekend.