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the fingers are still bouncing, pardon me.
01.08.2004 | 1:09 a.m.

i'm never going to give up this dream of sound and imagination and of light and laughter. i am very hung up on the idea of becoming better and exploring everything and i want to be constantly grabbing onto rocky walls in the middle of nowhere.

saving money makes me feel like a very confused american, and it also makes me feel successful.

i haven't lost an ounce of my flesh, unless you count the hairs i plucked out tonite right under my belly button.

in the past few hours, i've turned my eyesight into a microscopic lens and attractivity is no longer the course- moreso is delightivity.

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