shackin up
i took a book to wrote down the things to remember.
fuck it, we'll see signs
airplane over orange grove
dra dra drivin
hearing alyssa laugh every time the trucks honked at our arm signal
casa de casa
pumpkin patch
have yourself a merry little christmas through witch woods
fields of peach trees
alyssa town
yellow weedflowers from the road
our sammy
tibetan prayer flags
"oh no. oh no. oh no." that polish boy cryin happy and hugging his mom
jar glasses/ clanking bottles
sam's room has big deep closets and the sort of wood floor you can really stomp on
and your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me and, i have no faith but it is all i want, to be loved and BELIEVE IN MY SOUL IN MY SOUL IN MY SOUL OUL OUL OUL OUL
everybody real quiet and real nice while alyssa and me sang whatever
getting high with pat, who makes me laugh anyway
da da dancin
all that went on in that small little big ol living room with our eyes closed and our voices moving our hands moving our necks moving me
shhhhhhhhhhshhsh
chris, teresa, alisha, and tom
and i still haven't found what i'm looking for
tap water
"al's here 'til the end"
eatin bread from a bag in the kitchen with filip
bedtime tea
the whole tea cupboard, actually
good sleepin
pink pink pink pink pink moon
staircase on water tower
taking the train
peace march through the streets of san fransisco
kate town is v town
v town
allison taking some kid to v town
got to get you into my life
best dinner in days
ice cream soup
back steps to yard lights by the couches by the shed against stars like you can't see at home
and in the dark we will take off our clothes and they'll be lacing fingers through the notches in your spine
the curl of aaron's lip when he was drunk as all trying to fix that guitar string
in bed while alyssa tells a great adventure that she and i took once to a mountain
sitting in that dining room watching those candles burn all the way the hell out while they talked in the kitchen and they sang out of the front window
shacking up
good sleepin
sam running down the street after our car laughing and waving goodbye
things from scratch
being taxi cab driver with alyssa and matt in the backseat
what was i thinkin when i let go of you
on the way
we're here
dancin and singin and drinkin and sleepin
(we all forgot where i put my camera after a certain point)
three to a twin bed
matty in our bed
tough morning
to the cafe
peace
back to santa cruz for dinner and drink
cold morning
so long
fuck it, we'll see signs
airplane over orange grove
dra dra drivin
hearing alyssa laugh every time the trucks honked at our arm signal
casa de casa
pumpkin patch
have yourself a merry little christmas through witch woods
fields of peach trees
alyssa town
yellow weedflowers from the road
our sammy
tibetan prayer flags
"oh no. oh no. oh no." that polish boy cryin happy and hugging his mom
jar glasses/ clanking bottles
sam's room has big deep closets and the sort of wood floor you can really stomp on
and your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me and, i have no faith but it is all i want, to be loved and BELIEVE IN MY SOUL IN MY SOUL IN MY SOUL OUL OUL OUL OUL
everybody real quiet and real nice while alyssa and me sang whatever
getting high with pat, who makes me laugh anyway
da da dancin
all that went on in that small little big ol living room with our eyes closed and our voices moving our hands moving our necks moving me
shhhhhhhhhhshhsh
chris, teresa, alisha, and tom
and i still haven't found what i'm looking for
tap water
"al's here 'til the end"
eatin bread from a bag in the kitchen with filip
bedtime tea
the whole tea cupboard, actually
good sleepin
pink pink pink pink pink moon
staircase on water tower
taking the train
peace march through the streets of san fransisco
kate town is v town
v town
allison taking some kid to v town
got to get you into my life
best dinner in days
ice cream soup
back steps to yard lights by the couches by the shed against stars like you can't see at home
and in the dark we will take off our clothes and they'll be lacing fingers through the notches in your spine
the curl of aaron's lip when he was drunk as all trying to fix that guitar string
in bed while alyssa tells a great adventure that she and i took once to a mountain
sitting in that dining room watching those candles burn all the way the hell out while they talked in the kitchen and they sang out of the front window
shacking up
good sleepin
sam running down the street after our car laughing and waving goodbye
things from scratch
being taxi cab driver with alyssa and matt in the backseat
what was i thinkin when i let go of you
on the way
we're here
dancin and singin and drinkin and sleepin
(we all forgot where i put my camera after a certain point)
three to a twin bed
matty in our bed
tough morning
to the cafe
peace
back to santa cruz for dinner and drink
cold morning
so long