how tight is it to be for something? my cousin telling me all about the earth's vibrations and i'm eating it up, getting groovy in the mirror, ready to go out and see my friends. drink this, have this, taste this thing. alyssa talking about what it feels like to gallop on the back of a horse and later i get pumped, thinking about what it would feel ( Read more... )

we're all gonna be old and dead soon, you gotta go get it and you gotta give it up too.

i was talking to a stranger when i said "there has only been one man that i ever felt in my blood" and i said it without thinking. he called me the next night and i told him "i'm gonna sing my very best for you" and he said "yeah, that's what we need."

the words to bird's song are "that fog lifting is like taking the shirt off the whole block." when she told me i turned around and my eyes filled up.

the fog this morning reminded me of the time bill and i drove all night to san fransisco to see our friends. i was sleeping but he told me later that he couldn't see past the headlights and i got mad at him that he didn't pull over. i wasn't really mad. it reminded me the time we all went to the movies and three carloads of us headed home in fog so ( Read more... )

text me a picture of bill sleeping in the van and just like that- i'm having a good one.

when you sleep for a week you have all sorts of dreams, and when you wake up you pray for snow and accidentally tear down the curtain and you can't laugh because you'll cough, but there you go laughing. you noticed the house shakes when someone comes in or out. what are we going to grow in the front yard this year?

i don't want to see a picture of your leg, i want to see your leg.

come on, swallow it down, girl, and get back on your grind. smash it up, kill that shit. go get your boy and make him feel it. nobody has to be in love with you, but some people are and there's nothing better to do than take care of them. know yourself, tell the truth, and take care of them real good.

everyday alyssa and me are laying in some weird place talking about loving bill, loving bill's songs and what they do to us, and what do they do to other people? anything? we ask each other if we're beautiful girls, not to be vain but because we truly don't know and can't tell. we talk about our friends in reverent intimate detail, building them ( Read more... )