slowly breaking through the daylight
I want to start travelling by myself.
I'm almost declared.
and I almost really want to be a studio art minor because it would be so fucking picturesque-
my career can end here
and the system would be lightly fucked
and then I'd travel until I died or became bored or happy,
and then I'd find a new way.
boxing the female should be my little catch phrase for my stay at Occidental-
I'll come out with numbers (let's hope)
and a few letters
and a soul a little less than drained.
unless I fall in love between the cracks,
and I'm not being unreasonably pessimistic when I say
that's almost out of the question.
I'm almost declared.
and I almost really want to be a studio art minor because it would be so fucking picturesque-
my career can end here
and the system would be lightly fucked
and then I'd travel until I died or became bored or happy,
and then I'd find a new way.
boxing the female should be my little catch phrase for my stay at Occidental-
I'll come out with numbers (let's hope)
and a few letters
and a soul a little less than drained.
unless I fall in love between the cracks,
and I'm not being unreasonably pessimistic when I say
that's almost out of the question.