i have not been happy in a long time
currently shoving whatever i can into a duffel and hopefully not getting stuck in insane lines for the train running away (???) to nj for the weekend be safe ny xoxoox
THE BREAD! « Pie Near Woman →
100 things to say but no way to express them, didn’t expect another round of stifling atmospheres upon my arrival
seriously, fuck me →
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see also: unanswered emails, work.
there are things i don’t need to know. i do not need to know the comings and goings of someone who has clearly cut me from their life. i do not need to know what his date looked like, i do not need to hear how trashy she is to feel better. i need silence and mental bleach.
now what is next?
haythistle: Letter To N.Y. For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you’d say where you are going and what you are doing; how are the plays and after the plays what other pleasures you’re pursuing: taking cabs in the middle of the night, driving as if to save your soul where the road gose round and round the park and the meter glares like a moral owl, and the trees look so queer and green...