you lied. its okay. but just know that i know. and that it made me kind of sad.

i need to start taking my own advice.

be careful not to overspend

whats new blue?

secondary education is quite gauche. (thats a new word i picked up at this completely ungauche facility)

write that shit down. this instant.

oh, 7th grade books now feature films...you intrigue me.

did you know that some guy named vincenzo was almost successful in stealing the mona lisa from the lourve?

notes from today's lecture: "scarring=writing (ie: something meaningful, permanent)" appropriate? i think yes.

i might actually join a sorority....dont judge me.

no buffalo. sad face with one tear.

you're expecting me to sketch. doubtful. but i'll try.

i want to go to oakland.

required reading: dude you're a fag; masculinity & sexuality in high school by c.j. pascoe.

no returns if opened.

uni jetstream 1.0.

do you understand?

home is where the heart is, true fact.

it hurts me to hear those songs.

pass out in front of the giant dinosaur at the mini golf place.

rambler room, feed me.

"from your average bert and ernie to nobility."

strenuous reading.

over fifteen full length plays in eight weeks, suck it carol j.

are we there yet?

of course im counting down, 91 days

dont hesitate. im hypocritical, but im talking to you and telling you not to hesitate.

they are so long, freshly buffed and painted bright red.

gigglers, shut the fuck up.

missing the woo hoo.

the wait is too long, take the stairs. fifteen floors.

hurry, grab a bike and go.

the lake is beautiful.

unofficial countdown til the red pearls. waiting for the cold, and the sleeves. you should get this by now.

love. love. love.

im too distracted to think about that. but its always here, i brought it and its close by. its a safety net. its comforting.

but i haven't thought about it...yet.

oh. that was a close one. it almost happened.

those few hours

should i be worried? because i am.

"my father, a closet astronomer, has tried to explain black holes to me, how they are so heavy they absorb everything, even light, right into the center. moments like this are the same kind of vacuum; no matter what you cling to, you wind up being sucked in."