February 2012
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i worked all day and played guitar with evan. we did not win mariokart. my eyes are not tired, but it is past bedtime. even for a friday.
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“I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing...”
– J.D Salinger (via ranknshank)
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wow thankyouhi. there are really not many things to wonder. i am quite small. your picture is nice, though your eyes are hidden. i’m sure they are kind and able to see light.
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i would like to scream right now. my small family is sleeping and because of consciences i will not open my mouth at all. except right here. but this is not my mouth talking at all, my fingers type and my brain cannot stop them la la afhjskdcvas fuck fuckfuckfuck.
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i have an awful inferiority complex when i’m not too busy thinking i’m the shit.
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we are going to hold the initiation ceremony next weekend. you have to drink a bottle of wine, sing something by the police, and then tell us exactly how many times you can spin in a circle before throwing up. LOVE YA.
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my father’s new spice jars came packed in the best bright green bubble wrap you could imagine. because we are five years old we used it to slide across the floor on our stomachs and jump on, before we fashioned a bubble-helmet for me. i got a running start at him, thinking head-to-chest contact would pop the most bubbles. he thought punching me in the face would pop the most bubbles....
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good grief i forgot that it’s school vacation but not before i drove to westford. superb job. it is almost sixty degrees. february tells big fat lies so i will drink coffee and pretend none of this ever happened at all. instead of going to the centre and sitting on greenyellowgrass and doing something nice like humming and thinking about the ducks i will keep as the happiest pets. the...
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weuhvfjkn ok i have to fucking bake today. i am behind. weeks behind. good zoe, be good. also send my brother a birthday card. also do laundry. also go to the bank. graham norton just said “the corker” and i snorted.
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you twist my mind inside up-downside, my ribcage inverts. i don’t know in the best or worst way. probably the latter as i’m sure you’ve forgotten my middle name.
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