[think you caught me on the downslide, downturn. i was busy writing with a pen and paper, thin dream. and all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles, they had the worst intentions all along.]
i have a headache today. i wish the day would start picking up because i don't think i'd have a problem with being in a good mood. i keep thinking of winter and how i don't want it. i wouldn't mind it if i were with james. as long as we don't have to go to albany with no room in a van where the people driving don't turn on the heaters. other than that it would be perfect. i miss the "perfect days" days when we could just sleep or cuddle all morning until the day stopped being bright. when we'd go to ezze's and play cards and share french fries. i think about those things constantly. i think it makes me work harder to get back to those days. i don't know. i have so much shit to do.
- posted by angela @ 1:50 PM