can you stake my heart?

[defileageek]

For all those of you who were unaware.
I live in a jungle-gym of boxes now.
I make adventures into the great box abyss daily.
I sometimes get caught up, and lost in finding new random shit.

My mother has too much stuff.
She's storing it all here until Friday supposedly.
I am baffled.

My room has its couch.
Now with a table, and book shelf.
I 've made it small enough, to force myself to refrain from having parties.
Large parties again.

People suck anyway.
Except a few of them.

We're mutating.
And I convinced somebody to move here from Moosejaw.
He'll be here by summer.

I think you all should dance for that.