energy visibility
woah i talked to this kid jared for two hours last night about how he sees energy around everything, like actually Seees it with his eyeballs, and then he told me the scariest fucking ghost stories i've ever heard in my life. they were the real kind of ghost stories, he has seen a whole lot of ghosts in his life. but he calls them energy, not ghosts.
other than that last night sucked and i tried to be the mediator between marshall and meghan after i forced both of them into my car to talk, but meghan was way too drunk to say anything that made sense. ohhhh shit i feel like such an asshole and i am going to stay out of it from now on. i hate when adrenaline rush kicks in to your head and you think you HAVE to do something for people, like make them talk to each other, but then it's all wrong and you can never make people do anything, it's bad news.
last night i wanted my bedroom in boston so bad, just to have to have a home to go to, but it doesn't exist anymore, so i sad in my car in the moonlight and sunrise for a while. i want a home.
i'm moving to minneapolis i decided, sooner rather than later. i'm going up tomorrow to find a home. hooray hooray. i decided because i had this aweful fucking job interview with this 21 year old asshole who had the worst minnesotan accent ever. and he made fun of my shoes, they pointy red toe ones. fuck this town. tahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
other than that last night sucked and i tried to be the mediator between marshall and meghan after i forced both of them into my car to talk, but meghan was way too drunk to say anything that made sense. ohhhh shit i feel like such an asshole and i am going to stay out of it from now on. i hate when adrenaline rush kicks in to your head and you think you HAVE to do something for people, like make them talk to each other, but then it's all wrong and you can never make people do anything, it's bad news.
last night i wanted my bedroom in boston so bad, just to have to have a home to go to, but it doesn't exist anymore, so i sad in my car in the moonlight and sunrise for a while. i want a home.
i'm moving to minneapolis i decided, sooner rather than later. i'm going up tomorrow to find a home. hooray hooray. i decided because i had this aweful fucking job interview with this 21 year old asshole who had the worst minnesotan accent ever. and he made fun of my shoes, they pointy red toe ones. fuck this town. tahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh