Normally I relish being home alone. Today, though, it's been constant noise, constant motion. Cohen's, cleaning, drugtest getting Lain getting home getting picked up food coffee beach home pool food wawa home movie. Screaming, screaming. Phone.
And now I find that I can't be by myself. I don't think I can handle it.
I am trying to write an apology letter, one of three. All I can seem to come up with is:
I am writing to apologize for
Adam said to me:
"We can either pretend [love] doesn't exist and be numb, or we can accept the fact that it exists and move on. Or we can be emo."
C.Oberst counters:
"But you. You write such pretty words,
But life's no storybook.
Love's an excuse to get hurt,
And to hurt. Do you like to hurt? I do, I do."
We have quite a few cheap clothes shops though, most notably one called Primark. I've never actually found something I want to buy from there, which is upsetting as the prices are so damn reasonable.
My examinations aren't over until next Friday. And then I've officially left school!
by way of an update, she agreed to go blue if i would agree to shave. i anticipate an eventful few days.
-matt