i went to his house late last night. it was understood that we shouldn't discuss some of the things that needed discussing. instead, i laid in his lap and we passed the time with talk of frivalous things. soon, when we could no longer talk about jobs, cats and money, he asked me about my boy. i asked him about his and we sat there in silence as ( Read more... )

i have deleted all of my old journal entries in an attempt to rid myself of the superficiality that was the past 2 and half years of my life in new york. as such, my time on this journal will be efficient, forthcoming and hopefully therapeutic since i have no money to pay for a therapist who won't even give me the damn pills i want. the past month ( Read more... )

i am too lazy to brave the rain that i just picked an old cigarette out of my ashtray. i felt like a dog devouring the scrapes given to me under the table but the thought of crossing the street and messing up my hair was too horrifying ( Read more... )