the postal service was like that jimmy eat world video with all the shaking ass. the floor was actually moving. dancing is the next wave.
and cex duct taped the microphone to his head.
we spent a day out in the sun by the water and the girls with thongs. it's not so easy for me to brave the cold.
drawing nudes in correct proportion and studying reproductive rituals in biology with demonstrations by the professor.
i spraypainted cheeky on my new striped underpants. hot pink and pale blue on black and gray.
pink champagne sipped from a blue plastic cup as i sit in an outside parlor at veronica's. i love dancing to random ass eighties music, the cure, and two live crew. gabe and rebecca played hero with the alcohol poisoned gentleman in the restroom who ended up puking on the couch i had occupied earlier. we all waited up until the kid's mom came to pick him up at four am.
gucci on baseball caps and handsome prince charmings.