i just talked to damion aka ugly gorilla face. everything i wanted him to have (which is everything he always thought would never happen) he has now. and that feels good. it makes me so fucking happy.
as lame and eighties as it sounds, everything will be good if you give it time.
shit's not supposed to be some tragic bildungsroman, but the world is seen from the eyes of holden caulfield lately.
i like horchata when it's warm outside. sweet and yummy.
my cough is getting better.