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travis gave me all of his kombucha culture today, anyone want any microbe colonies in their body? he is leaving tomorrow to travel across our great nation. i plan on meeting up with him when i make it to the northwest with brett.
work has been pretty chill lately. it's the summer time so business is about half of what it usually is. though the tips arent as good as they use to be, its a hell of a lot less stressful than when its in season.
still finding porn in my room after a week.
watched the documentary, home movie, with ms. ilana last night. its done by the same director as american movie and is really quirky. it's about five crazy houses and the people that inhabit them (i.e. a house made out of an old missile silo, a tree house in a remote hawaiian valley, and a house completely and totally cat themed).
ate a shit ton of watermelon today.
im coming down to fort myers on june 11th for andy's day of birth (25!), who wants to party?
up and down just to see you smile with a cup of tea.
i've seen better days. today i thought about giving up,
given up on me, but the comfort still remains.
a walk in the rain passing by your window, i asked myself, "is she dead?"
holding you in my arms crying in the rain, i said nothing.
i woke up by a phone call from my mom, i tried not to cry.
say to me it's okay, she said it's okay then i remembered that i saw your eyes and not the rain.
your family cried, your friends all cried, i finally cried when i realized what love is.
sitting on the bathroom floor asking "why?"
i think your stronger for wanting to stay alive.
all of the sudden i thought you were leaving,
didn't you know you gave me something to believe in?
you kept me breathing when my times were down.
the last time i saw you i took a good look at the sky.
and you told me something.
i should have said something,
then i remembered that i saw your eyes and not the rain.
work has been pretty chill lately. it's the summer time so business is about half of what it usually is. though the tips arent as good as they use to be, its a hell of a lot less stressful than when its in season.
still finding porn in my room after a week.
watched the documentary, home movie, with ms. ilana last night. its done by the same director as american movie and is really quirky. it's about five crazy houses and the people that inhabit them (i.e. a house made out of an old missile silo, a tree house in a remote hawaiian valley, and a house completely and totally cat themed).
ate a shit ton of watermelon today.
im coming down to fort myers on june 11th for andy's day of birth (25!), who wants to party?
up and down just to see you smile with a cup of tea.
i've seen better days. today i thought about giving up,
given up on me, but the comfort still remains.
a walk in the rain passing by your window, i asked myself, "is she dead?"
holding you in my arms crying in the rain, i said nothing.
i woke up by a phone call from my mom, i tried not to cry.
say to me it's okay, she said it's okay then i remembered that i saw your eyes and not the rain.
your family cried, your friends all cried, i finally cried when i realized what love is.
sitting on the bathroom floor asking "why?"
i think your stronger for wanting to stay alive.
all of the sudden i thought you were leaving,
didn't you know you gave me something to believe in?
you kept me breathing when my times were down.
the last time i saw you i took a good look at the sky.
and you told me something.
i should have said something,
then i remembered that i saw your eyes and not the rain.