maybe i am ready to leave. maybe i’m ready to leave behind a lot of things.
i hate the statement "we'll see"
“Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.” Francois de La Rochefoucauld
if you are with me, then be with me truly, fully make promises with outcomes that can’t be logically predicted do the little things that you know make me happy care about making me happy
i need to upload my manzanar/mammoth yosemite pics. i need to pack. i want to write an american girls series about a japanese girl during world war ii. for real. this is the last week: Monday - came back from Vegas and hung out at hunter’s Tuesday - lunch with Jane & dinner with Laur Wednesday: beach with Hunter hopefully and Atmosphere/Aesop Rock/Murs concert; it’s going to...
tuesday: home —> manzanar —> mammoth wednesday: mammoth —> yosemite thursday: yosemite —> home vegas (again, but with seika & blood sister, so all play & no work this time): 8/13 - 8/16 berkeley: 8/24 i still need to go to the beach and six flags.
how long can i keep trying - how long are you going to make me try? how many hints am i going to have to drop, how many promises are you going to avoid, how many nights am i going to let it rain without an apology? i’m sitting here at 1:49 waiting for some acknowledgement. waiting for some sign that you care as much as you claim. knowing that for you, i make concessions that i...
let’s burn these sheets down to the seams– I was only twenty one I wasn’t having any fun And the words you said Tore through my head Like bullets from a gun And I shoulda just shown up and said, “Get in this car, let’s run” And these years have seen So many imitations turning green Each like the last, they go...
“And she emerged from the dark Like a ghost in my head She said, “I haven’t forgot Any words that you said I just stare at the clocks And I cry in my sleep And I tear up your letters And I burn them in heaps And I gather the ashes In that hole in the ground Where we fell” Airborne Toxic Event - Wishing Well
fuck, i don’t know. i’m 19.