there's

an ocean inside of me,
the one where you put the shell to your ear and
you hear it.
and it's a distant calling
from far away shores,
lets make beautiful words together.
get tongue tied.
rather, tie our tongues together
in embrace,
like a beautiful bit of irony
and let the beauty enfold us like a blanket.
and
always, always
find beauty in the cracks
of the sidewalk.
broadway & pine
and the last drag off of the last cigarette.
and i've found myself to be nothing more than a spectacle to you.
and i hope you've found your peace
because i'm still searching.
transistor radio
volume up.
and i'll find it.
promises.



update:
i moved yesterday.
it's good.
apparently a girl on my old floor got really drunk last night and was sent to the hospital to get her stomach pumped...
think good thoughts for her.
i'm officially bitter towards the people who appear to only have come to college to drink.
not that they directly affect me...
but that they distract me... i feel so sorry for them.
i know that's not what they want me to feel but i really cannot help it...
and in reality i have no right to feel sorry for them...
i don't know what it is...
i just don't like it
goodnight.
i love you and i miss you all.