Oct 25, 2008 01:10
Today/Tonight I cannot drink any more whiskey,
In fact the smell from it sitting next to me seems to iritate my senses, including my sense of digestion.
Theres a cat sitting at my feet. this barely ever happens to me. I think I like it.
For now, everyhting always changes.
I want to write poems, but feel bashful.
haha Im doing it anyway!
Im not drunk, the whiskey is still sitting next to me.
I am schweikert
capitalization is important sometimes. so is spelling.
this house is very cumphy
were going to visit Sage (my cousin) tmrow
Txtmsgs have made it so I never spell out tmrow ever again.
Pittsburgh is not home, but family is.
My brother is here too,
I told him to include me in his LJ post, but he said you guys knew I was here anyway, but you know how he is.
We walked today.
We saw a play
it was in a foreign language.
I wish I learned lessons sometimes, but sometimes its fun forgetting that you learned somehting
then you can say, Some things just dont make sense. and thats a-okay.
I want to care less about making and fulfilling plans
and I want to take my damn time with things
I want to be romantic with myself.
Life is real.
dont know what that means, but I thought it real hard earlier
Looking into my Uncles brows. I know reality.
and a secret between the lines in our foreheads.
Goodnight. =)
PS theres a little dogg here too, like toto.