UGH MY GOD I LOVE PINK

i am going to die driving to des moines wednesday night because of this fucking weather and the state-wide salt shortage.  one of you should be responsible for being called by me at 10 pm so that you know i didn't die.  what if i die and no one finds my body for days?  what if a wolf eats me?  what if a wolf eats my face and nick thinks i just ran ( Read more... )

and then sometimes you just get to this place where you brain just won't do it anymore. just won't. it's all over. and it says to you, "do you even know what you're trying to say?" and you say, "no, that's your job" and your brain says, "well, tough. i quit." and then you're just fucked.

( my brother is in college. )

i went friends only on this day. are we friends? wait, though, are we REALLY? are we good enough friends that all the smack i talk and all the shit i write and all the bad stuff i let go here won't offend or frighten you? can i trust you ( Read more... )

Old men with twinkly eyes who wink and smile at the world and stand with one hand in a pocket nonchalantly remind me that they were once young men in stories by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Shadows now, and yet still so much more attractive than the Brads and Ryans in shiny shirts with blonde tips. Don't forget about beards and stamina and the ability to ( Read more... )