minus the miles between

CLASS DAY

didn't think i'd cry, but i did. twice.

my lips like sugar

this candy got you sprung

so call me your sugar

you love you some

milford

and then like 10 more people showed up. i must be at least three shades darker.

moshler

on repeat

and so we begin again, re-entering the game. no baggage from the past, except maybe the weight of the memories and regret. everything now is fresh. clean slate. the only things displayed on the table are the pros, never the cons. things are exciting because they're a novelty. all is well until the novelty wears off. until the cons surface. what happens then? well, then we retreat, resent the world and ourselves, but more towards the world. and after some time, we re-enter, and the cycle begins again. in the end, people enter and exit our lives, walzting in and out. they take from us as we take from them. in the end, we lose and gain. but in the end, is what we gain worth our loss?

midnight on a beach in the mediterranean, and i miss you, even here, taking it all in. the sand's silver carries the moon on its shoulders. is it possible to put this night to tune and move it to you? dont cry, ill bring this home to you, if i can make this night light enough to move. dont cry, ill bring this home to you. cargo ships move by, tracing on the horizon line. theres a luster from the city lights on the waves that kiss our feet. and we're thinking of going in. the time's getting thin.

this is a city for not sleeping, and the clocks are set by feel. at this moment from where i sit, none of it seems real.

finally got around to buying that camera

sometimes, out of nowhere, youre ambushed by an 18 wheeler and inundated by shock. not the shock that leaves you scared shitless, but the one that makes you wanna laugh for a little bit because of how absurd it is and how completely and utterly unexpected it came. and laugh because you have no idea what else to do. then the sun comes up, another day starts, and you continue on with your routine. but a part of you, a big part of you is stuck, thinking, wondering, asking what the fuck happened and where to from here?