ypsilanti's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- with empty rings around your heart take however long you want. i been driving around, and we've all been staying up later and later and later, but it doesn't really matter because it never really feels like i woke up. i'm trying to keep everything together, but there's a time for everything good to stop being good, and that's the same time it should end. it's like, an ambulance can only go so fast. it's easy to get caught up in the past when you try to make a good thing last. and everything is thawing out, becoming a new time underneath the scope of our vision, and unheard of and all eyes jutting around the room, and maybe over the fiber-optic lines. a lot of things that seem like they aren't coming into being (or seem like they could never really form), those things are happening and starting and almost halfway done before we even take notice. the most silent explosions. when we all lived together at 1006 brooks, for a while we would make fun of each other by saying "I don't quite understand what you're saying. You're being VERY vague." we were a bunch of abstract, vague-ass motherfuckers. two summers later i am still vague as fuck. last night i drank a ton of soda and rearranged my room. i made you a tape of hardcore and emo-violence bands. i ain't been able to make tapes all winter, hardly.. i only finished one, and it kinda sucked. for someone who usually makes two or three tapes a day, that's a bad way to feel. i woke up this morning and we went to the buffet at priya. goddamn, i love that fucking resturaunt. where are you? you are gone. everyone has been so nice lately. thank you for your kind mail. i'm really happy that anyone gets anything out of these writings. i don't always understand whats happening or remember that anyone is watching. i hope nobody's mad. i am so fucking mad right now. no i'm not. yes i am. psyche!! stay in school. don't forget. forget i said anything. 6:08 p.m. - 4.11.01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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