So I'm starting this little blog-thing. I guess I'm only doing it because I can never sleep at night, and there doesn't seem like anything else to do. no one is ever online to talk to.
ANYWAYS.

eh, today sucked. I've been sick all week. and going back to school tomorrow. kind of feeling like my "friends" have found someone else new and exciting. no different from what I'm used to.

why don’t you just hold up and wait a minute put a little back in it. I don’t have that much spine, my back's being weighed down and I’m so close to the ground I can smell the dirt you dug up, since I know our last conversation left you running to the hills with a shovel in hand.
this just in: the symptoms are quite clear, you’re either full of shit or full of love. nevertheless it’s the same thing.



and most of our incoherrent thought is wasted on whether it will mean more to stay or to go. if we can get home before the light hits our bedroom.
-e