kindasean

I woke to find your legs wrapped around my eyes and the sound of laughter somewhere in the black and we are huddled together and it's okay to imagine how much better this would be if there were no way we could ever detach ourselves from the moment when you come...
and discover a secret.

i have settled down and am interested in some sort of chaos that doesn't involve any effort.

dreams 1-4:

a. alone in greenfields/room, playing guitar and watching the sun rise off your smile. (music: Oasis.)
b. a jazz bar in the early part of the century before and i have a million friends surrounding the performer. (music: Jay-Z?)
c. last favor. (music: The Finches.)
d. being wrong 100 percent of the time, and wondering if it were okay to tell. (music: Hall And Oates.)

i drank some cough syrup.

i felt better for a year.

i learned how to breathe in the desert that day and self destruct like it were an art form.

dancing = excitement = masturbation and the death of a million.

ugh.