bye

There was a time when the sun
Gave it's life to the trees
And the air it smelled sweeter
For the honey and the bees

The ocean rolled salty
And wild and free
The fruit swelled and ripened
And burst with their seeds

But what starts with desire
Can turn into need
The chest gets all tight
Like it's got some disease

What burns in the fire
Just ends up as coals
What floats on the water
Can sink like a stone

Now i want to believe
Every word that you say
I want you to need me
To not go away

Have trust in the nighttime
And faith in the day
To walk on the water
Be never afraid

Can you bear it upon you?
My love has gone under

MY PRESIDENT IS BLACK

DUH.

i'm not bored at all you can call me when you want to call.

I think you're great.

"goodnight pea"

my mom is perfect
alkaline trio is still the best fix
soft pretzels
my bed in brooklyn
hanging on the couch with kathleen and kim
pancakes. always.

somethign of substance.

Just a few of my current favorite things:










and Mirah's "Advisory Committee" on repeat.

I saw Slumdog Millionaire, I suggest you do the same...It was fucking amazing.
Revolutionary Road was eh, good acting, good time piece, wish there was more sex. The guy that plays the insane dude is an amazing actor. Kate Winslet is flawless.

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Did I mention that I'm really happy?

There is no such thing as a bad coincidence

Today after work I stood in line at the Post Office in Time's Square so that I could send a teeny package to a boy in wb. Looking at the address made me laugh a little bit to myself, am I really circling back and dating someone from my home town again? Regardless, I keep tellinng myself it'll probably be nothing, but talks on the phone and texts to wake me up saying good morning and the pictures of hearts and the nicest things he says...I can't help but maybe hope this is the start of somethign different, something I didn't see coming, something that could change things.

who knows what will happen? nobody.

the weirdest part is like 4 days before I started involving myself with him I was talking to Kathleen on the couch and I said "I feel like the next person I'm serious with will be the last person I'd expect it to be" crazzzaaaaay.


My room is a mess. I'm always tired. Working mad hours over break.

floyd the barber

I always get myself into trouble. This break was so fucking good. Just got back from chelsea galleries with stevie. nye party was a hit, I love new york. I love 2009. I hate how effortless this is. I got an awesome new tshirt. First something a boy has bought me that i could wear in about 3.5 years. Time to go eat dinner. I can't think. guh.