May 14, 2004 17:17
I met a girl today, who drinks holy water every Sunday, just as the sky fades into that almost-black. She said my voice would be the perfect accent to the shadow. I laughed.
Hm.
Warped Tour = June 25 = Rebekah + Mason + Allan + Sammie + Chanceler + Me + ? + late concert = spending the night in Houston = SPENDING THE NIGHT IN A HOTEL ROOM WITH ALLAN = beautiful.
Though I know that question mark will find someway to fuck everything up. So I want to take it out. But I won't. Blam.
Skyler, doll, if you happen to read this, are you still going to see it? And if so, in Dallas? Oh, how I wish you'd be able to run to Houston, but what can one do.
Hah, one time, I took this rediculously huge swig of Everclear, when I had a horrible cold/cough whodiggy, and it really hurt. Like, I was crying and laughing and crying because laughing hurt. The David man was worried I was going to die. It still hurts whenever I drink, [even just acidy things!] and that was months ago. I find it hilarious.
Ah, well. I love you all.