everything smells like burning. there is hair caught in this rubber band, and I've got two earrings in the same hole. we're a pile of shitty sexual metaphors. we are way too much acid and not enough paint. recalling something someone once said about a kettle of fish, if that's not too creepy of me.
cedar beach tomorrow, city thursday, and friday- I'm off to Montreal! back... the 30th? the 2nd? I'm not sure. I'm all about risking electric shock these days, and sleeping with rock stars.
Posted by samantha at August 23, 2005 07:35 PM