"the storm is coming.........."

the only thing i can think to do is the only thing i've ever done.



run

an open letter to you

this just in: none of us care anymore.


at least not those who truly matter.



get over your fucking self. we all sure have.


turns out, you're everything we always thought you were.



hope you have fun with your hot mess.





no longer yours,
me

the things we wish we knew..........

it's official


heading back west. back were i belong.


it was good out here while it lasted, but i was never meant for this place.

or for you.




setting it all back into place.


maybe it will all work out one of these days.

everything i always knew........

i wrote in this thing once a month for almost two years.

then suddenly, last month i didn't.


i forgot about it.

forgot about you.





kind of like how you did all of us.




itwillneverbethesame