everyday can't be a party, which is a damn shame. did i mention my birthday ruled? got dirty, dirty, drunk, and so many people i loved showed up in the same bar. grabbed ketan and said, "everyone is SO nice" and he laughed and said, "everyone is ALWAYS nice" and i wish i could feel like that all the time. kyle says that's called alcoholism.
i saw Sir last week, thank god. he was so happy, so i was so happy. we're going to be friends forever, and he's going to remain one of the most important people in my life. friends come and go and vary depending on what you're going through in life, but we've got a thing. a bond sounds lame, a friendship sounds corny, and anything else sounds misleading. he laughed that time we were in the car, and i said "you're my best friend" and then he got all sullen and said, "before you forget about me anyhow" and i slammed that car door shut again, turned over in my seat and said, "WHAT. that's not even a fucking thing. NEVER, you idiot." that's how you know i love you. the angrier i am about it.
because it overwhelms me. because i'm so ridiculously sensitive, that all i want to do is spend my entire time loving you. i want to drown you in it, and tuck it in to every corner of your being, so you get it. so there's no doubt in our non-linear lives, that i respect and adore your existence. and no matter how much i try to get that across, you will never truly understand. because it is too grand of a feeling - i get overwhelmed just trying to be accurate about it. so i fucking love you, you idiot.
this went somewhere else.
my poor mother gets sad and doesn't know what to do with lying-in-bed/mazzy star-sruti.
in honour of our simultaneous lives, sitting on the steps of our favourite cafe at school, anna and i have decided to release our own hip hop record: "watch the stoop."
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