jacinda

Well what do I have in store for my weekend...Oh work, work, and more work. I am going try and get ready so I do something tonight. I have no clue what is going on...maybe I will have to head to the bigger city to find something. Maybe I will just sit and talk all night. A nice conversation and a maragarita sounds good to me.

It was like sawdust, the unhappiness: it infiltrated everything, everything was a problem, everything made her cry-school, homework, boyfriends, the future, the lack of future, the uncertainy of the future, fear of the future, fear in general-but it was so hard to say exactly what the problem was in the first place.

-Melanie Thernstrom
The Dead Girl