I hate being back here. Everything seems so much better when I’m not in this town. The second I start talking to someone from around here I feel this unbearably overwhelming weight being laid back upon me. I just feel like this place is made of quicksand and we’re all struggling to breathe. It was so nice to be around a functional family for once. Now I understand why that is what...
In Brooklyn, staying at my friend’s beautiful home. Our day consisted of quite an extravagant bowling excursion, Mario Kart, Japanese noodles, green tea gelato, snuggling up and watching movies, sifting through old memories found in the basement, laughter, listening to Prince, INXS, and 98 Degrees on an old but lovely sound system, and dancing. Now I sit here, listening to my roommate...
Trying to go to sleep early instead of at 5 AM so I can catch the bus tomorrow to see my lovely friends in New York City! We are going to eat so much Chinese and Vietnamese food it’s not even funny. You don’t even know. It’s our favorite pastime.
*Wins incredibly long-winded, heated argument with man on consciousness, drugs, and science via the internet*
Man: Fine, would you like to go get coffee sometime then?
Me: Yes I would.
So, I'd like to share something sort of strange...
Every year, my immediate family and I have gone to my aunt and uncle’s house around New Year’s to exchange gifts. This remained a tradition even when we moved out of state. Seven years ago, my father died of a heart attack, and on that night my mother and I went to said aunt and uncle’s house to make phone calls and get away from that now lonely house on top of a mountain. That...
An intense, well-spoken, heated debate is the biggest turn on. Ever.
I’m excited for these next two weeks. They will consist of spending some koala-tea time with my family, visiting Con-Con The Congo Convict in Brooklyn with Catie-Potatoes, a whole slew of New Year’s shenanigans with some dear friends in Albany, getting all nakey and stoney and listening to beautiful music with a beautiful man, dreading my locks, reading, reading some more, and ordering...
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You know you’ve had a normal holiday season when one of your best friends overdoses on dope-based ecstasy the day before Christmas Eve, as you watch as her eyes sink in, her skin turn grey, her blood pressure drop dramatically, her body go limp, and then almost die on your couch. Then on Christmas Eve, your mom gets drunk and starts yelling at you as you’re driving her home, telling...
Ate too much ginger snap dough… Ughhahahahahhhhhhh