jack the girl is bored out of her skull.
honest, i've such a hankering for something new, but am rather hemmed in on all sides lately. i just applied to queens u, not because i'm particularily crazy about the school, but because the thought of spending some time (ANY time) out of this god damn rainy city makes me crazily itchy, luminously happy, weirdly horny. i want to go to punk clubs, see bands, and drink myself dumb until my face ends up on a bar somewhere, but i'm still not nineteen (march 20, where are you?) and can't manage to sneak into these places on my own. all the friends, bowling lanes, shrooms, and interesting poets are missing lately.
plus, love is making me irreconcilable and bitter. i guess love and jack just don't go together very well.
in other news: still devoted to this man, utterly and unabashedly.
in other other news: wouldn't one of those hardcore, heavy looking silver rings with the anchors on them be a good engagement ring? just wondering.
PS: wouldn't me getting pregnant right now be awesome? i mean, i love pregnant women, i love mommies, and i love babies, and i think having and holding something that much of your own blood and bone and brain would be the most astounding and intimate thing. oh, i'm not going to get pregnant at eighteen, alright, yeah, but still, wouldn't it just be dandy? just wondering.
PPS: i still love courtney. she is my brain candy.
honest, i've such a hankering for something new, but am rather hemmed in on all sides lately. i just applied to queens u, not because i'm particularily crazy about the school, but because the thought of spending some time (ANY time) out of this god damn rainy city makes me crazily itchy, luminously happy, weirdly horny. i want to go to punk clubs, see bands, and drink myself dumb until my face ends up on a bar somewhere, but i'm still not nineteen (march 20, where are you?) and can't manage to sneak into these places on my own. all the friends, bowling lanes, shrooms, and interesting poets are missing lately.
plus, love is making me irreconcilable and bitter. i guess love and jack just don't go together very well.
in other news: still devoted to this man, utterly and unabashedly.
in other other news: wouldn't one of those hardcore, heavy looking silver rings with the anchors on them be a good engagement ring? just wondering.
PS: wouldn't me getting pregnant right now be awesome? i mean, i love pregnant women, i love mommies, and i love babies, and i think having and holding something that much of your own blood and bone and brain would be the most astounding and intimate thing. oh, i'm not going to get pregnant at eighteen, alright, yeah, but still, wouldn't it just be dandy? just wondering.
PPS: i still love courtney. she is my brain candy.
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