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18 August 2011 @ 05:35 pm
A special needs man named John asked me to be his friend in Barnes and Noble today, then gave me the most genuinely loving hug I think I've ever gotten.

I almost cried on his fucking shoulder. Because I am the world's most beautiful fuck up. 

I just thought there should be some record of him; gray shirt, green blue eyes, chipped tooth, lovely smile. Th way he smelled like nothing, like air, like the untouched books we were surrounded by. The way that guy from the music department stared at us. The way I ran away after, a little freaked out, but before he let me go he made sure he remembered my name, that I remembered his. 

I just want to remember the only good thing about today.

I'm so fucking glad nobody reads this bullshit. 
25 October 2009 @ 12:57 am
Bring it on, you pathetic waste of skin. There's no one whose eyes I'd rather claw out more.
Current Mood: predatorypredatory
Current Music: 'the case of william smith' - astronautalis
01 October 2009 @ 08:33 pm
Everyone's shutting down around me.

What's going on?
Current Mood: drainedsmall
Current Music: 'collect call' - metric

I am a very angry person.

Current Mood: enragedenraged
14 June 2009 @ 07:08 pm
I forgot what it was like to feel innocent, and the thunderstorms you breathed in sleep made my heart race like a child's.

Thanks for the vacation. It means more to me than I can say.
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: 'in the way' - ani difranco