Unsentimental,

Driving around,

Sure of myself,

Sure of it now,

You stand this close to me,

Like the future was suppose to be,

In the eyes of the Grocery,
In the block uptown,

I remember,

Remember well,

But if I'd forgotten,

Could you tell.

There are many reasons that I am looking forward to going to Europe:
the beautiful culture
the weather
the atmosphere
the seclusion and inspiration of where we're staying
but right now the main reason I can think of
is that I really want to escape from some people.
It feels like certain people weigh on me, my being,
and slowly are changing who I am.
I feel so numb all the time.
I want to go back.

she’s not perfect she’s my hero

Smashing the piano

Spitting in the front row

Chronic confrontation

Psychic conversation

Radical compassion

Louder than the action

All of us

Shes not perfect she's a victim

of her occupation

social instillation

secret intervention

charge her with posession

I just wanna watch em

Make and break or beat them

and the stars.

Burnt out stars they shine so bright.

METRIC

June 12th, Malkin Bowl

(my front row photos)

We know your house so very well

and we will wake you once we've walked up

all       your      stairs.

(not my pic)

I miss ____ already.
It's like the anticipation of getting a shot,
and how terrifying it is,
but you haven't even had the needle plunge into your skin yet.
Well it's only been two days,
but the fact that I  know that I am essentially going to have to go
the rest of my life
ahahsdsdfdlskjfshdlfkhsdfs

In the white room

with the black curtains

she is waiting....

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.