things come in waves on the sand. we slept on the beach so we would know.

[thereforesamiam]

let's all be real friends.
let's all communicate.
why is this so difficult?
what is so wrong with connection? 
am i asking too much from such a casual society?

sometimes all i need to feel real is to lie in bed prone with my feet hanging off the edge, my toes wedged in between the frame and the mattress. i feel so s a f e. i need to speak real words to

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[superfluouslove]

Isn't being in your own bed marvelous? I have to laugh because it's really the only place at this point in my life that's truly mine... and this is sad because it's not really mine perse... it's more like I'm paying $640 a month to rent a nasty old creaky mattress that many a horny and depressed college student has claimed before myself. Ha. Material things are so ephemeral and meaningless. And yet we cherish them so...