oh, nemesis. she's got to run, girl.
that line was probably all wrong. but, its fitting none the less.
i feel weak. physically. the last couple of days have been so draining. the hours go by so slowly when wasted. & so fast when marrow is sucked. suck suck suck.
i shall rape the marrow in a week. LA. for a month. prose for blood. poetry for a spine. new people. a different spot under the same sky.
there's nothing to say about today or yesterday or the day before. its all been so shitty.
except the sunset. & root.beer.
make me mix tapes for LA, all i'll have is a tape-player. i promise i wil make you one too. i'm already working on wee's.
hearts & heart.attacks
-ah.lex
