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24.9.04
shock shock horror horror
shock shock horror! look! LOOK!
i made it. all by myself.
are you proud?
today i feel floppy. like a sack of flour with a hole. tired and giggly and weak and unconcentrated. i watched clouds with a girl named roxy (who is my best friend), we saw lots of things as we lay on the cement stage, the sun burning her sunken stomach and my bent legs. we laughed alot and freaked out a nice boy who was high.
i miss him.i havent really spoken to him for a matter of days (one-and-a-half, to be precise-ish). my sanity is waning.
i taste icing for a small cake i have just eaten a smaller slice of.
i feel like walking in corn fields. fortunately, not fields of barley. drive time songs this is not.
i want to buy things.
i want to speak to him.
i am losing weight.
and trying to not look to happy.
and failing.
whispered by killa b at 8:29 PM |
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