this is not important
i need to be half intoxicated to adress myself on a webpage. it's just necessary. nic and i had a brilliant idea for me to come back up to mass and basically get some closure or reconcillation (spelling and meaning?). i burned a lot of bridges or just didnt finish building them, or i just never burned them and i should have gone and nipped it in the abilical chord (these friendships didnt have fingernails) im half insane for ever thinking about the idea of this trip. but i just love gauging away at scars, cuts, scabs, ect ect. i swear my past life in mass is a personal self mutilation to my brain. but i need to do this. i need to say some things. i have a million questions and i want a million answers. and i hope you have the same expectations. first this idea needs to get cleared by the poeple i never got amancipated from (silly me). this is a necesity. sometimes you just need to do something, you have a calling. and this has been calling for almost 4 years. (maybe or im dilusional and self obcessed)
today i gave remi his mug i made for him, one of my infamous leaf mugs i made like 3 at boarding school. rare art. he loved it, im happy. we got stoned, saved a lizard from a spider web, bought insense, talked about meditation, music, and buddhist beliefs. he quit smoking cigs. i started smoking because of him. do i quit now? its so easy to get addicted to having an addiction. its just so trendy. i left my inense (i got fo free because the owner of the store was down with free gifts and love children. im only down for rfree gifts) in remi's car. then tnight my mom and my neighbor and her sister in law and i went to a nice dinner, ate too much, complained, argued about confederate flags and how those wando kids got 8-10 years in jail. then we got home, my mom started to talk about my past skin proiblems to chandras sister in law (dermatologist go figure) and then i started drinking. then pouring everyone else's drinks. we gossiped, talked about antropologie (the store), and then i retired to here to trade music with niels.
i cleanred my closet out today and i found old pictures, love notes, love stories, books, philosophies, and tons of dead bugs, empty beer cans, and empty beer cans with holes poked in them wiht black resin on top of them. seriously, kayla? i have picturesd to black mail yall with.
if i lived in china, i'd have some chinese children.
today i gave remi his mug i made for him, one of my infamous leaf mugs i made like 3 at boarding school. rare art. he loved it, im happy. we got stoned, saved a lizard from a spider web, bought insense, talked about meditation, music, and buddhist beliefs. he quit smoking cigs. i started smoking because of him. do i quit now? its so easy to get addicted to having an addiction. its just so trendy. i left my inense (i got fo free because the owner of the store was down with free gifts and love children. im only down for rfree gifts) in remi's car. then tnight my mom and my neighbor and her sister in law and i went to a nice dinner, ate too much, complained, argued about confederate flags and how those wando kids got 8-10 years in jail. then we got home, my mom started to talk about my past skin proiblems to chandras sister in law (dermatologist go figure) and then i started drinking. then pouring everyone else's drinks. we gossiped, talked about antropologie (the store), and then i retired to here to trade music with niels.
i cleanred my closet out today and i found old pictures, love notes, love stories, books, philosophies, and tons of dead bugs, empty beer cans, and empty beer cans with holes poked in them wiht black resin on top of them. seriously, kayla? i have picturesd to black mail yall with.
if i lived in china, i'd have some chinese children.