Friday, May 8, 2009

the opposite of bullshit

got janis joplin's "summertime" in my head, shrill voice but the liquid/silk dance we did last summer... wish i could remember all of the steps, a stag here and there. why is it that at 4:37 am i miss dancing like that this much? i'm stuck on the motion/thrill.

it's been raining and grey for too many days, and i'm getting sick.

another semester down. i'm cracking my knuckles in the dark while vanessa tries to sleep.

like i've said, i've become less discriminatory about what i post here.

like i've said, i used to have valuable things to say.

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