all the good that wont come out
bodies break
music plays
conversations competing for space.
i have these cordorouys who have the prettiest inner lining. its really sad that no one can see it but me.
i remember a few summers ago liz and i would sit on the steps at the top of lookout point and smoke cigarettes until the sun went down, then we would walk back to her house and stay on irc all night. it was so fantastic.
i miss that. i dont smoke anymore, though.
i remember in february when tom and i would drink coffee and visit shops with comic books. and that one time when we snuck into the kendallville library basement to look at the paintings on the walls. he wore these girl silvers and blue chucks. i have a picture of him, or heather does. either way he was buying cigarettes at scotts. i remember waiting for him in the game room parking lot listening to the 'wish i was...' tape and reading dragonlance books.
then way back in january at sunny china with brett. those assholes were wearing billed hats and jogging shorts. and my rice was completely undercooked. and it was completely cold outside. completely completely complete.
and then there was that snow storm in april that ruined everything.
then the first time j and i went to superchopsticks and he tried the beef teryaki and hated it. and he spilled rice all over from the edges of his plate. and there were little pieces teter-tottering like they didn't have any place to go.
alright its 7, so it's 5 hours before 1998.
music plays
conversations competing for space.
i have these cordorouys who have the prettiest inner lining. its really sad that no one can see it but me.
i remember a few summers ago liz and i would sit on the steps at the top of lookout point and smoke cigarettes until the sun went down, then we would walk back to her house and stay on irc all night. it was so fantastic.
i miss that. i dont smoke anymore, though.
i remember in february when tom and i would drink coffee and visit shops with comic books. and that one time when we snuck into the kendallville library basement to look at the paintings on the walls. he wore these girl silvers and blue chucks. i have a picture of him, or heather does. either way he was buying cigarettes at scotts. i remember waiting for him in the game room parking lot listening to the 'wish i was...' tape and reading dragonlance books.
then way back in january at sunny china with brett. those assholes were wearing billed hats and jogging shorts. and my rice was completely undercooked. and it was completely cold outside. completely completely complete.
and then there was that snow storm in april that ruined everything.
then the first time j and i went to superchopsticks and he tried the beef teryaki and hated it. and he spilled rice all over from the edges of his plate. and there were little pieces teter-tottering like they didn't have any place to go.
alright its 7, so it's 5 hours before 1998.