Monday, April 27, 2009

chelsea and i had a little amy night last night.
great. just some 40's, funny eyemakeup and ballet slippers.
hell yeah. oof.

this sucks. click it and make it bigger.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

just scanned a lot of shit i've been meaning to scan for a little while oh me oh my!
click for big!

had a nice beach day with matty and ben

talked to some folks outside meca

went home with ben for easter

broke into an abandoned church

went to the graveyard

remnants from boston


Wednesday, April 15, 2009

everything is happening at once

chelsea and i move in to our new apartment on april 29th. 
holy fucking shit.
hardwood floors. sunny. fireplace. claw foot tub. cutest ever. 
holy fucking shit.

considering not going home at all and just staying in portland for the whole summer. 
done with meca forever? in two weeks.  can't wait.

found my bike which was stolen around january at the pier yesterday.  took a hack saw to the lock and stole that shit back. 
now i've even got a nice yellow seat. 

life is strange and quite wonderful all at once.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

oh nooooooo!??!

i don't drink or smoke, ain't into dope
won't try no coke, ask me how i do it, i cope
my only addiction has to do with the female species
i eat 'em raw like sushi!


thats great!

Monday, April 6, 2009

i am human and i need to be loved just like everybody else does

i'm having trouble sleeping. 
i feel like my entire body is pulsating in an uncomfortable way.  
been lonely.  
wishing i made a better impression today. 
wishing i wasn't so anxious about making other people happy.  
gotta learn to help myself first.  
gotta stop having my life dictated by other people.  
can't wait for may. can't wait to be uninvolved with meca.  can't wait to leave.  
wondering if anyone will miss me.  more like hoping somebody will miss me.
don't know what to do with myself but i get sad sometimes. 
when i see cute ones holding hands, bein happy,  walking down the street i wonder if i'll ever have that again, or ever truly want that again.  days like this make me want that.  someone who is accepting no matter what.  someone who wants you.  

days like this make me miss that a lot. 
life is great. just great.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Saturday, April 4, 2009

my short term memory is the dirt under fingernails
green leaves, sweet teas and yesterday's mail
skin to skin underneath paper clean moonlight
mealtime for the junky lady- she eats the night

Thursday, April 2, 2009

"and when the body finally starts to let go
let it all go at once
not piece by piece.
but like a whole bucket of stars
dumped into the universe"