There is a man that i know,

For 17 years He never spoke.

Guess he had nothing to say.

He opened his mouth on just one day,

I listened with all of my might.

But was scared by the look in his eyes,

Like he had already lost the fight

And there was no hope ever in sight.

You're gone,

colours seem to f a d e.

Also, J'adore working on this book my sister got me!

The one positive thing that's came out of the last few months.

I wish it would be,

in black and white.

At least, I would sleep,

in your wooden arms tonight.

Hey.
These last couple days have been awful, but in a more literal sense then it was before then.
Yesterday, inexplicabely, I threw up a lot. Then slept for 13 hours.
Today I had an open mic and covered Iron and Wine's version of Such Great Heights.
Things feel very surreal and negative,
like there is some sort of grayscaled haze lingering over everything I do,
everyone I see.
Like that beautiful old grainy film I love.
Nothing's clear.
But it's not dark in the profound manner that the film is.
Also, I'm finding relationships to be very trying.
Ahh.
I have two days of school left.
But I'm not feeling nostalgic or anything,
I just want to be alone all the time.
Such sself-alienation.

Shear

Clear

Clearwater.

If you wake away I'll walk away,
first tell me which road you will take.
I don't wanna risk our paths crossin some day,
so if you walk this way I'll walk that way.
-Conor Oberst.

Download Hungry for a Holiday
by Conor Oberst and The Album Leaf

This has been a good weekend I think, conclusively.
Struggled with some demons friday,
but I got to spend time with Jessie, who I absuloutely adore.
Saturday I got to spend time with Eric, and Evan,
and then today Paul and Evan.
I had some really cool nature experiences with Paul today,
made me really appreciate the world.