making out in cars is still fun.
poetry books are for the birds or the other bastard beasts.
I listen to "when I drink" by the Avett Brothers every morning
to remind me to be nice.
bells ring and I die.
I have something to tell everyone,
but I don't have the words
to make it all ring true.
enough.
I hate Wednesday mornings.
Today is Wednesday.
It is 8:21am.
songs sometimes know when to play.
and sometimes you know when to play certain songs.
it's curtains for you.
it's deerwire for me.
what do you think of this and me and us and we?