Dec 30, 2009 21:09
i feel dead.
excess, late nights, early mornings, no rest, penniless, love wrecked, room's a fucking mess, bills, bitch, bitch, bitch.
new hampshire tommorow after work. get away from the squalor and hard living. good, clean family fun. gain a few lbs. i did, however, restring the geetar. rebuilding the empire, baby.
amalia denali bradstreet sent a postcard of which each line i could recite. i smelled it. she always smelled like clean laundry. always. it didn't smell like that, but i got to see her funny little handwriting. gotta get forgettin again