you make me forget how to breathe
BAHhaha...i have no life.
Aaaaaaaaaadam talked me into doing that portrait of Koby that i've been putting off for a month now. i started it. :) i hadn't painted the glasses on yet, so it was just his face, arm and hair. mom came in as i was finishing the eyes. "It looks like Kevin," she said. "It's Koby, mom." i corrected. she only shook her head and walked out, saying, "Well, i think it looks like kevin." I proceeded to quickly paint on the glasses so i wouldn't have to look at 'Kevin' anymore.
I don't do these things on purpose, you know. I don't talk about him at all anymore. I hardly even write about him. Mom is always bringing him up at random times like that...i really am trying to forget him.
I'm drinking pomegranate juice and wishing it was thursday already. wishing i didn't live here anymore, wishing i had someone to hold me and tell me everything's gonna be okay, baby. wishing the melodrama was over, wishing i hadn't lost that guitar pick...so many things. i wonder if that wish i made on the first star of the evening will ever come true.
i can't wait to escape to the east coast.
lol...i know there's some inconsistencies...i'm too lazy to go back and fix them right now.
love?
Chaser
pray for Jay Fields
amen.