February 2012
January 2012
please
yes or yes?
I want a plant in my room.
It feels so strange to worry about someone else, their health, well-being and happiness more than you think about what you can do to improve your own self.
Can someone please knock on my door tomorrow with a big bag of weed? I need to brainstorm. I need to relax and I need to brainstorm. And a cup of tea. And a kiss.
Maybe a plant in my room. I’d be nice to have a plant in my room…....
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ART WILL NEVER DEFAULT
Don. She doesn’t get it. Why the fuck doesn’t she get it.
I had to put my book down, my fruit salad aside, and chugged down my bottle of water to fill my stomach up with something before a fire breaks loose. I just had a discussion- more of an argument- with my mom about the arts.
She really doesn’t believe in me. She’s fond of them, don’t get me wrong. But minor...
you know, don,
sometimes, the only thing that reminds me that i’m really here is my shadow.
