Apr 13, 2005 13:20
teen runaway. youth depraved.
your time is almost here.
shimmies and shakes, stands by her side.
and whispers something in her ear.
"you cant go home high. not tonight."
yesterday was nick hexums birthday.
"you could never get me interested in dreams of wealth, myself.
my birthday happens to land on april 12th. (wack)
311 kids know what im talking about.
so at 11:30 pm, i sat on the floor with headphones on in the dark and listened to 311.
during "inner light spectrum" i started to think.
i thought about how the 2 closest 311 kids ive had in my life are now far away.
mike is in new york.
my sister courtney is in texas.
i started to cry a bit.
not because i was getting depressed. i cried because it felt good to listen to 311 and think about 311-moments with mike and courtney.
sure, basically all my friends dig 311. a lot.
but mike and courtney i think got it the most.
like i do.
so if everything goes well, i should be out of bethel late this afternoon.
at least i can think of one positive thing to go back home for.
teen runaway. youth depraved,
grows tipsy off of wine.
but baby makes a sweet embrace.
a gift so very hard to find.
"you cant go home high. not tonight."
thank you. because ive needed something like this for a while.
love ian.
xoxo