The Fire Done Burn

Dec 09, 2007 21:21

This weekend gave me the sick sort of fuzzies and warmth you can only get when you gather around a Christmas tree with you friends. Stoned. Laughing about how we never dreamed this moment could exist. How terrifying photographs are.

"Imagine our 7th grade selves sitting together like this."

Apparently Brandon Emerson is afraid of me, apparently all those girls are afraid of me, too. I told collin that I wasn't scary but no one was really coming to my defense.

Dan Modderman's children chided me for saying "Oh my gosh."
Dan Modderman has a white picket fence.

I told someone his favorite color was blue and he asked me how I knew and I told him it was the easiest thing to tell about a person. and just an hour ago I realized that he sunk his energy into my room and into my bed and things are blue all over.

Kevin and I fell alseep in the empty movie theatre, lying on the stairs, half an hour before the showtime. This sort of thing makes life for me. How did that friendship ever make it to this, anyway? K-Bud. I kept pissing himm off because my boots were wet and I was putting them on the seat of the car.

root-beer-float
ceramic-heat-lamp
movie-ticket
three-candies

freedom.
peace of mind, finally.
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