Can I fuckin' relax now? Sweet King o' the Jews, this is madness...
Anyway, now I'm doin' nothin' for four days. Birthday is Monday. All Hallow's Eve. And I don't quite have enough money to celebrate in style...ah well. Me and GIR will just have to be all bittersweet about it.
I smelled of the smoke of leaves and tobacco -- crisp, dry, dusty and gray. I asked her when it would be done burning, and she was silent with hypnotic sadness. The fire burned in her eyes and behind her eyes, and I could think of nothing more than being consumed by that flame. She looked at it, not at me. She didn't speak to me, but stood and walked to the other side of the bonfire. I stared at the gray-brown dust beneath my feet, and studied the patterns in it. I couldn't look at the fire. I might never look away again.
Mini-update, Oct 31st:
There's pictures in the folder. They include pictures from Madison's Halloween:
...to daily life in Mad Town:
...to the graveyard I visited on my birthday:
Anyway, now I'm doin' nothin' for four days. Birthday is Monday. All Hallow's Eve. And I don't quite have enough money to celebrate in style...ah well. Me and GIR will just have to be all bittersweet about it.
I smelled of the smoke of leaves and tobacco -- crisp, dry, dusty and gray. I asked her when it would be done burning, and she was silent with hypnotic sadness. The fire burned in her eyes and behind her eyes, and I could think of nothing more than being consumed by that flame. She looked at it, not at me. She didn't speak to me, but stood and walked to the other side of the bonfire. I stared at the gray-brown dust beneath my feet, and studied the patterns in it. I couldn't look at the fire. I might never look away again.
Mini-update, Oct 31st:
There's pictures in the folder. They include pictures from Madison's Halloween:
...to daily life in Mad Town:
...to the graveyard I visited on my birthday:
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kade:
Happy Birthday!
liante:
Happy birthday! Sorry I missed saying it on time. I suck at life.