Interests:green apples, strawberries, and grapefruit, late nights, going out, good music, cleaning my room, not tuesdays, sitting on the floor in the back aisles of the library, movies, good conversation, passenger seats with windows down, The Wonder Years, records, thursday-saturday, not sunday night, change, lemonade Expertise:saying the alphabet backwards in less than 3 seconds
two months without you and i feel like i'm as lonely and desperate as before so i was just wondering, maybe, if you could come back from wherever it is you are i'd greatly appreciate it just to know you're still out there and maybe wondering how that job of mine is or if i still like listening to Ryan Adams (it's fine and yes, i do very much)
what in the world
on a better note,
there are new people in my life since i've been out of town which is always, hence the never updating, 8 states one after the other, two more next week.
Oh yeah, new people. beautiful people. endless guitar reverb telephone game arachnophobia and new zealand accents
i am not sure if i can tell how i'm feeling content or unsatisfied
spent the weekend with my oldest sister, i don't think her husband likes me too much. because i am still a teenager and don't yet care about business conversations or the fancy names of his nightly alcoholic beverages.
i could probably listen to Benoit Pioulard until I die i could probably finish learning "Clocks" on piano if I spent enough time trying i could probably get a decent amount of sleep tonight if i tried [doubtful] i could probably never understand the way HB's mind works and i could probably never bring myself to want to
remember when i used to update this frequently? yeah, i miss that.
I wanted so desperately to camp out with everyone on Friday.
But you are so naive, I'm glad I left early with a headache to sleep at my cabin instead.
I'm sure waking up where I did was better than where I would have with group strangers in their thirties.
I think this summer will be a decent one. New York City, Bushnell, Illinois (again and almost against my will this time), maybe Atlanta, and plenty of other days spent forgetting that in August, everyone will be gone.
