crew shall |
It's one thing to drive home after a night of grey goose at the Condor, but when there is no where to put your car when you get there, and everybody is fucking with you. For example, somebody set a bo...
Posted by Lisa on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:40:00 PST |
frozen headlights |
It's almost laugh out loud, the fact that if I wanted to get to your house after dark, I'd have to hop a fence. But whatever, it used to be that I'd have to shimmy down an embankment and get my feet ...
Posted by Lisa on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 01:13:00 PST |
out with the trash. |
is it sad to throw away photos and the negatives too. is it rude to recycle letters from old penpals. is it weird to burn diaries with lighter fluid in the back yard, for fear of trash pickers. ...
Posted by Lisa on Sat, 21 Jan 2006 02:29:00 PST |
getting up after the lights are out. |
when I accidentally get all truthful, people look all concerned, it makes me want to keep up my fake face, just so I don't have to see it, the way I am. I hate the way I look reflected upon others.
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Posted by Lisa on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
nostalgia on a drunken spring afternoon. |
Listening to last springs albums in the garden, drinking away the morning and the writing a letter to last springs best friend. Almost in tears, just thinking of passing time. I want to go back mor...
Posted by Lisa on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
