she's a good girl loves her momma loves jesus and america too...
I have a strange black and blue mark on my knee that I just looked down and noticed. Oh no. I hope that more people don't get the idea that Gary beats me now. The shiner I had over break...well...that was just fun.
It's Sunday night and I am by myself for the first time in awhile which is nice. It's just depressing that I have to do work right after this. I am looking forward to reading Plato and my G and S reading will most likely be provocative and interesting as usual.
As of right now, I have decided to spend the summer in NYC peddling my body to make rent. It's a strange thing reconciling with the idea of growing up. It's been alluding me for some time now, but I realized through various conversations and nagging thoughts that you just have to grab it and take it for yourself. It's not a passive thing...which...doesn't settle well with me really. But I think that I just need to have a big farewell party for my past and look at pictures and get rid of all the random matchbooks and ticket stubs that don't mean much to me now. At the same too, though, I want to make love to all the important parts of my past...but still be able to move on. I will still feel lost and purposeless at times and homesick and unhealthily nostalgic...but embrace my fucking future. Look the present straight in the eye and take an active part in it, so it stops kicking my ass so much.
I think it will be good for me to live alone too...as long as I have a table.
The sunset was really spectacular today. Thank God for that.
It's Sunday night and I am by myself for the first time in awhile which is nice. It's just depressing that I have to do work right after this. I am looking forward to reading Plato and my G and S reading will most likely be provocative and interesting as usual.
As of right now, I have decided to spend the summer in NYC peddling my body to make rent. It's a strange thing reconciling with the idea of growing up. It's been alluding me for some time now, but I realized through various conversations and nagging thoughts that you just have to grab it and take it for yourself. It's not a passive thing...which...doesn't settle well with me really. But I think that I just need to have a big farewell party for my past and look at pictures and get rid of all the random matchbooks and ticket stubs that don't mean much to me now. At the same too, though, I want to make love to all the important parts of my past...but still be able to move on. I will still feel lost and purposeless at times and homesick and unhealthily nostalgic...but embrace my fucking future. Look the present straight in the eye and take an active part in it, so it stops kicking my ass so much.
I think it will be good for me to live alone too...as long as I have a table.
The sunset was really spectacular today. Thank God for that.