how destructive hope can be
For good or ill, I am home. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I am glued to my computer doing homework. I graduate in three weeks. I wonder, as I always have, what the fuck happens now? Maybe I will go have a margarita before class. Then again, maybe I won't.
To Daniel Talley:
How is Tennessee? And how are you? And no, I am not pregnant. Thanks for the concern.
To Tara:
Please e-mail me your phone number again. Like my pants, I seem to have misplaced it.
Peace,
Holla
To Daniel Talley:
How is Tennessee? And how are you? And no, I am not pregnant. Thanks for the concern.
To Tara:
Please e-mail me your phone number again. Like my pants, I seem to have misplaced it.
Peace,
Holla