February 2009
youth
is it weird that i feel unbelievably old
and incredibly bitter
when i glance in shock
at 11 and 12 year old girls
who are yelling the word “crap”?
peculiar.
January 2009
not drunk enough. tired too. quite sad as well…
conflict
my wonderful dearies told off one of my numero uno d00ds today.
we had been drinking (of course) but michelle is usually a very passionate person.
i feel as though they might have made poor david uncomfortable.
now he is uncomfortable with me and i am unhappy.
oh what a vicious circle (oval, maybe).
past midnight.
and so i sit here wondering
whether or not
i can justify staying up past 12 everynight.
Dallas Clayton →
perhaps i am only a louse...
…one no different from the others.
isn’t it odd
how some people
try so hard
to be “individuals”?
we all want to be different. so let’s all be different together.
we had a thnow day. yay.