damn you kenneth cole.
and so i returned from the city of boston today.
i missed my 9:45 am train and realized as i layed in the train station on the floor with the same clothing on from the day before and expensive sun-glasses masking my hangover that i am alright with the idea of playing the homless crazy. i am always so obsessed with being ahead, doing things that make me seem so overly responsible and ahead of my time and age... and now, where has that gotten me? im done. no more put-togetherness. no more security. i want to be the 20 year old neurotic messy drunk that i am and that i deserve to be. make way. hate me or love me. all black and white, nothing grey and inbetween and all ridiuclousness.
i missed my 9:45 am train and realized as i layed in the train station on the floor with the same clothing on from the day before and expensive sun-glasses masking my hangover that i am alright with the idea of playing the homless crazy. i am always so obsessed with being ahead, doing things that make me seem so overly responsible and ahead of my time and age... and now, where has that gotten me? im done. no more put-togetherness. no more security. i want to be the 20 year old neurotic messy drunk that i am and that i deserve to be. make way. hate me or love me. all black and white, nothing grey and inbetween and all ridiuclousness.