I can't tell if its from being home or simply going crazy. I've been disappointed with this summer.
I'm not feeling well.
Okay, so go puke? I don't know you rather sit at home and watch HBO specials all night. I'll grab u a pillow and some tissues, just love yourself. Do whats right. STAY IN.
And what? Watch some TV over a conversation to yourself?
I just wonder, don't your feet get itchy. I'd love to get up and walk around with you, but you've seemed to stop caring or even thinking.
I don't want what makes sense.
ALL I KNOW IS STAYING IN WILL KILL YOU.
Besides other people bumming, I've actually been quite good.
I'm finally trying to get organized. I think I'll focus on my writing, become a little Sophie Calle. I think it'll help me want to paint more and less self portraits since no ones interested anymore.
Such a waste of life to always be in a hurry.
Such a waste of life to always be staying in.
I'm still looking.
Taking my time.