hey life, mind slowing down and cheering up a bit?
today my roommate wrecked my car. i took a ride from a strange man to get to the accident. his car smelled like smoke and comfort. my computer is dying. i’m spending what i anticipate to be it’s last week or so of life listening to the dirty projectors and transferring everything to my external. i am living off of bagels, coffee, pasta and beer. and now cigarettes. i need milk back in my life. i want a double bed but feel silly for wanting the extra space for no one. maybe one day. maybe.
