IM HAPPY WITH THAT ENTIRELY.
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October 31, 200876.
October 16, 2008This is fun, really.
But I can’t commit to that. It’s not fair to you.
Entirely? I don’t/won’t believe you.
43.
June 28, 2008And the beer I had for breakfast was a box of cheap white wine
And the boom box on my shoulder was a box of clementines
I ate every single one without noticing the mold
You said you’re gross my darling, I said no I’m rock and roll
Even though I’d never ever been in a band
I got cool as black ice tattooed on my hand
And the christians gave me comic books as if I would be scared
Of burning in hell well I was already there
And the beer I had for breakfast silver bullet in the brain
And the beer I had for lunch was a bottle of night train
And the beer I had for dinner was my crazy neighbor’s pills
We had to sit down on skateboards jut to make it down the hill
Then I peed my pants and you stole the groom’s cigar
And some old man made me watch him masturbate locked in his car
When I got back to the apartment you were face down on the floor
You said don’t go to bed yet let’s go get a 64
And the beer I had had for breakfast was a pint of Jim Beam
And a fifth of peach schnapps and some warm Sunny D
And you said bottoms up just as I bottomed out
I tried to scream fuck you but blood was pouring out my mouth
Evan Dando never planned on telling you the truth
And your Leonardo ID card is your fountain of youth
You can be a teenager for your whole fucking life
Just find some pretty sucker and make that bitch your wife
I guess by now you all know my friend Danny broke his neck
He was driving home from Sirens when he got into a wreck
First I cried for him and then I cried for me
Haunted by the ghost of the girl I used to be
But the rocks with holes are warm in my hands
And I buried my toes in the hot hot sand
And the silver pink pony kisses me and says
You’ve come a long, long way and you deserve to be really happy
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June 28, 200829.
June 10, 2008Dear Alex Waltein,
I’m absolutely sad that you’re leaving. It’s not your fault at all, so don’t take this as an attack. You are one of my greatest friends. You’re very genuine. You’re hilarious. And as vigorous as our combined efforts are, it’s close to impossible to be friends with someone that’s 1,618 miles away. I’m not trying to be a pessimist… just a realist.
Well, at least I’ll have a friend on the west coast.
Don’t you dare forget me, you walawala.
KPK fo’ mofreakin’ life!
28.
May 30, 20081. All of the sudden you annoy me to end. It’s amazing how much you annoy me. Cool mustache?
2. You annoy me too. You’re so inconsiderate and all you care about is yourself lately. You spend your money and time irrationally and it hurts the people around you. Balance.
3. I love you. You’re my best friend and I never get tired of you.
4. Um, you have me really, really, really curious. I have no idea what to expect; but at the same time I think I know.
5. “Loosen up, dude!”
6. Uh, I try not to think about all of that. But at the same time, it just gets a little bit weirder and weirder everytime I hear about something new. And the information just keeps coming. Uh, ignorance was bliss. I guess.
7. I feel bad right now… not coming to see you. But, you’ve never, EVER been here for me. So, I have this awful thought process going on in my head. Here’s how it goes: I met you twice. You NEVER kept in contact with her. Your wife dies. You get terribly sick. And all of the sudden you’re thrust into her life… Uh?
8. Same with you. Prioritize.
25.
February 16, 2008You know what I’m angry about:
1. Smelling like gasoline.
2. Being grounded.
3. Being grounded.
4. Being grounded.
…Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
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January 30, 2008So, I had my appointment at Artworks today! We got lost on the way there despite Emili’s thorough directions. I think it was my parents’ first time downtown. :) So we got there and we sat and talked with the people we needed to talk to and we got a little tour. Everyone seemed really nice despite the stares I could feel on me. (That happens anywhere when you’re “new”.) So, now it’s up to my parents. I’ve told them that I want to go there and I really think they’re open to it. They said that it seems positive. Hopefully it’ll work out!
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January 19, 2008I think it’s significant that this is my eleventh post. Eleven is a magical number. Tonight was a really fun night. I think that today especially though, I realized the sooner I get out of a normal high school system the better. Talking about it and looking for things in the school that were not for me really reitterated that and I really hope that Artworks! will work out for me. I went to Fourth Avenue this afternoon with Emili and Becca and I bought a vest. There were two heart cut-outs in the pocket and the cashier was like, “Oh weird!” Somehow this is fate and allegorical. I’m just not sure how yet.
10.
January 4, 2008I honestly do not understand other people. This is not an immature, lame attempt to set myself apart from other or try to sound different. I honestly can’t grasp peoples’ actions and thoughts. I don’t get how people react to one another and how they treat each other. How are they so close to each other? I know what I’m trying to say; but you don’t.



