The sirens cry loudly.
I am reflexive.
I cry loudly.
You put my picture in framing.
Hung forever. Left me strangling.
Called me ‘baby’.
I had a really solid two days off. I got to spend time with good people, see Deer Tick, have a somewhat lazy day with the dude I’m crushin on, and got 2 new lil zappers. I’m p happy right now, for the moment.AND I got some linework laid down on a few pieces~~
Y’know people say shit about social media along the lines of ‘OMG no one cares what anyone had for breakfast’ and like.
I do? I care. I’m pretty sure a lot of people care. I want to hear that the people I care about are having delicious breakfasts or saw something odd at work or flirted with a cute barista. Or just any little thoughts they have that they feel are worth sharing.
I’ve always kind of assumed that’s how you’re supposed to feel about your friends.
I have a picture of you and me in Brooklyn on a porch, it was raining. Hey, I remember that day and I miss you.