December 2011
10 posts
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nothing’s gonna change between today and tomorrow, but if it gives me an excuse to drink, I’m all ears.
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television scares me.
paper bags, they scare me too.
the muppets scare me.
I’m terrified of airports, airplanes.
silverware scares me.
house fires scare me.
small spaces scare me.
but you, you’re nothing.
I’ll never be afraid of you.
people/pets
he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, possessing that which possesses us so. and before you judge, ask yourself… would you have done any differently? had you seized the night as he did, would you honestly have remembered to put your jars back in the underwear drawer, the pipes back in the box under the bed, the bongs back in the closet?
don’t forget the eye drops.
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chapter something
my sister walks from her room as I take out the chicken sandwich I’d forgotten about from the fridge.
“oh god, you didn’t do it here, did you?” she asks, appalled at my current condition.
and then, sarcastically, I reply “no way dude, I hot boxed your car”.
“you what?!?”
“chill out, man. of course I did it here”.
she leans on the...
