Another week, another weep...
I was cleaning my stuff today, mostly the bathroom and my closet and I found something that I thought was long gone now. I thought about it and I've come to the fact that a toothbrush can really be the hardest thing to throw away. You can throw books, clothes, souvenirs, letters, but your ex's toothbrush is more an artefact than any of those things. It is the ultime symbol of comfort, I mean when I sleep over at some girls' place, my toothbrush stays in my bag, when it is a girl I love, I'M buying another one to leave at her place. The action of duplicating our intimacy means a hell of a lot more than a shirt fort example, or any dumb piece of material that you could think of. 3,00$ worth that can define a relation and sort souvenirs from hurtful to joyful. Thank you stupid head, I'm depressing over a toothbrush, over-dramatic is my name and I really don't care if I never wake up again.
On a lighter note, my tooth ache turned into a tooth inflamation, it dosen't hurt but i tlooks like shit and like problem too. I don't know Jack about tooth desease, but that can't be any good at all, crap...crap and crap.
What ever, I don't have much to say ... Inspire me someone.
RECORD OF THE DAY : Sufjan Stevens's Michigan album is just what I need tonight. Melancoly, here I fuckin am.
I was cleaning my stuff today, mostly the bathroom and my closet and I found something that I thought was long gone now. I thought about it and I've come to the fact that a toothbrush can really be the hardest thing to throw away. You can throw books, clothes, souvenirs, letters, but your ex's toothbrush is more an artefact than any of those things. It is the ultime symbol of comfort, I mean when I sleep over at some girls' place, my toothbrush stays in my bag, when it is a girl I love, I'M buying another one to leave at her place. The action of duplicating our intimacy means a hell of a lot more than a shirt fort example, or any dumb piece of material that you could think of. 3,00$ worth that can define a relation and sort souvenirs from hurtful to joyful. Thank you stupid head, I'm depressing over a toothbrush, over-dramatic is my name and I really don't care if I never wake up again.
On a lighter note, my tooth ache turned into a tooth inflamation, it dosen't hurt but i tlooks like shit and like problem too. I don't know Jack about tooth desease, but that can't be any good at all, crap...crap and crap.
What ever, I don't have much to say ... Inspire me someone.
RECORD OF THE DAY : Sufjan Stevens's Michigan album is just what I need tonight. Melancoly, here I fuckin am.
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Or try to find notes on Joseph Andrews, her brother.
Keeping up with my classes is a full time job, one I would be fired from were it a real job with more constant status reports. Doh!