this entry is absolutely beautiful. i wish i had the ability to write beautiful prose like that. everything i say just seems to come out in one big jumbled up mess that no one ever understands.
poop. now im sad about me. this sucks. i think i might go send off a little email to little mr. indie and hope he writes me back. ive got some questions for that kid.
but first, but first i must do this.
shower and eat something while listening to some phantom planet.
yes yes. that is what i must do first.
contact
* contact the girl
* love notes
* leave your mark
* instant
* in the flesh
: reasons to want this.