lily

I have attracted a slew of psychotic looking stalker types from the club, I walk outside of the hotel and they scream "hey red"
they slip me love letters under the door.
I don't think there is anyone very interesting in this town that i've stumbled upon.
I need an escape plan, quick.
Asshole called me early morning from philly to tell me how in love with me he is, how much he misses me, how he wants to hitch here and travel with me. then later he called drunk and told me that theres no way he could ever stay in one place for a little while. i guess he's going to fight capitalism till the bitter end by squatting and panhandling. what an idiotic little fuck stuck in his stupid little scene. I'm so over that shit. call me a sellout. I told him never to call me again, cause i met this really nice girl who lives in a painted schoolbus and knows how to really make social change, not just some stupid teenage rebellion shit.
Love, Lily