yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


i've been thinking lately and missing everyone very much. i found a box of markers with 'dink' written all over them, felt a bit sad in knowing exactly who'd written it. went to applebees and was reminded of same person, lovely incident with my grandfather, speaking of four weddings and a funeral, boy being sick and i being odd and spilling water off table on said boy, then sprinting to the automobile.

sometimes the memories get so foolish, i feel undeserving. wanting to kiss in my fuzzy sweater.

d-land