so i had typed out this really long entry and then H**stra's shitty internet shut me down and ruined it all.
to sum up... i dont want to go to school tomorrow. im super p-psyched to be in two shows: 1984 which goes up on Feb.4 and 5th and The Dentist which goes up in late march.
Im back on my caffeine train and it is DElicious!!!
im addicted to craftster.org
im addicted to driving home on the weekends and im sad i wont be able to do it again.
i really wanna put some weakerthans lyrics here so here they are:
My city's still breathing (but barely it's true) through buildings gone missing like teeth. The sidewalks are watching me think about you, all sparkled with broken glass. I'm back with scars to show. Back with the streets I know. They never take me anywhere but here. Those stains in the carpet, this drink in my hand, these strangers whose faces I know. We meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say " I wanted it this way" and wait for the year to drown. Spring forward, fall back down. I'm trying not to wonder where you are. All this time lingers, undefined. Someone choose who's left and who's leaving. Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me: some matches, a blanket, this pain in my chest, the best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires, new words for old desires, and every birthday card I threw away. I wait in 4/4 time. Count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home
in love with love and lousy poetry
Kindel blogged at 11:35 PM
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