last day at mad dogs last night,
i drank my last shifter and bought some candy and popcorn from
the maverick.
we watched pretty in pink on a projector and smoked cigarettes and pot and drank beers in the backyard and i tried to remember how to play guitar.
walked the wall like a plank, and was sure to be careful to keep balance.
i decided i couldn't smoke anymore cigarettes and sienna's boyfriend peter was snoring so she walked me half-way home. we smoked one more under the stop sign, looking up at the moon. we hugged and i was a little frightened of the late hour and remembered that fucked up story i heard on that podcast. i walked quickly and tried not to be too noisy as i put my keys in the front door, took off my clothes and black.
my moods are like a roller coaster and i'm willing to endure the ride. endure...suffer patiently through the downs. tolerate, the ignorance, remaining in existence.
CALIFORNIA THIS WEEK!!!
beat the heat beat the heat.
ALSO GOT PRINTS BACK AND THEY'RE AWESOME
