inspiration is rare... like star fruit
In a life where confusion is the normal and rushing is slow motion when does one find the time to write down the meaningless thoughts that inhabit their brain for only a short while? Why does one find the need to put the concrete evidence of current unhappiness in the form of HTML on a page with bright colors and pictures? Perhaps when you can find answers to those questions you will understand why I rarely update anymore. All those feelings I would jot down in Bradshaw speed and wit were merely fleeting moments of frustration and sadness... notice how happy does not compute in this equation.
In less than 12 hours I will be on my way to Bumble Fuck Pennsylvania with the love of my life. Assuming I survive the eight hour car ride I get to look forward to no internet and no cell phone. What is a city girl to do??? Needless to say, due to my anger in the kitchen earlier I packed all black clothing to take with me. A subconscious sign of my coming gloom and doom.
I was hoping to visit Spencer at Car-Mel (to lazy to spell it out) in Pittsburgh... but that's not going to happen now, slightly upsetting.
In other news: I am in debt, Behind in my classes, Behind in Credits and have about $40 to my name in cash...
My friend LP and I decided there is no such thing as love anymore: It's sex and relationships. You have sex with or without a relationship and that's great. And in the relationship of course there is love, but clearly if you're going to be in a relationship with someone there has to be some level of love in its lowest form. Just something to ponder I suppose...
8 is not enough
In less than 12 hours I will be on my way to Bumble Fuck Pennsylvania with the love of my life. Assuming I survive the eight hour car ride I get to look forward to no internet and no cell phone. What is a city girl to do??? Needless to say, due to my anger in the kitchen earlier I packed all black clothing to take with me. A subconscious sign of my coming gloom and doom.
I was hoping to visit Spencer at Car-Mel (to lazy to spell it out) in Pittsburgh... but that's not going to happen now, slightly upsetting.
In other news: I am in debt, Behind in my classes, Behind in Credits and have about $40 to my name in cash...
My friend LP and I decided there is no such thing as love anymore: It's sex and relationships. You have sex with or without a relationship and that's great. And in the relationship of course there is love, but clearly if you're going to be in a relationship with someone there has to be some level of love in its lowest form. Just something to ponder I suppose...
8 is not enough