Currently listening to:Only when i sleep by The Corrs

climbed over the ledge to get a shot of the sunset from my room and got yelled at by some panicky man on the first floor for attempted suicide

i dont care about what car you drive or where you live. if you know someone who knows someone who knows someone. if your cloths are this years cutting edge. if your an a-list b-list or neverheard of you list. i only care about the words that flutter from your mind. they are the one thing that you truely own, the only thing that i will remember you by. i will not fall in love with your bones and skin. i will not fall in love with the places you have been. i will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind.

and so it begins

the end

three or four consecutive nights wandering around, addicted to the sky
too much movement and sound
darkness too fluid
to be empty

head and heart in the clouds
always in the clouds

the disassociated trance like state is a problem:
i don’t remember what transpired within those two and a half hours
beyond vague references to santa claus
snatches of ink
so uncertain and ambiguous

not very good chronologically
missed my own surprise birthday celebration
hot soles

sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t
and that’s all i really have to offer you
absurd company