when the good feeling dies

its weird how peoples true colors show
once youre away from them

we are all expendable

i need to be making art
im going insane

black russian
with a touch of rice milk
dont mind if i do

i want to never back go
or talk to anyone i know again

short story in the works
for my new chap book

this is growing up

i found a job in new york
in about 15 minutes
at a vegan deli/bakery/cafe
im pretty sure it cant get better than that
oh wait it does
im seeing blink 182 & taking back sunday tonite
as much as i wasnt excited about this before
im freaking the fuck out right now
new books in the works

in 2 weeks ive flown to georgia
to tell a girl ive been dating
for about a month
that i love her
gotten a job in new york
& am seeing a band
who has been one of my favorites
for the past 10 years
& has been the start of many friendships
yea its been interesting

this scam will save us all

im in my new place
in brooklyn
melissa comes tonite

i miss savannah
not only because of chelsea
but i just miss the air
& the feeling
& the emotional calm i get
in any type of beach environment

i saw chris & sara yesterday
& while i always knew
they were two of my favorite people
its true
that you never really know what you have
til its gone

i met up with a couple people
doing the same program as me
last nite
it wasnt awkward
or good
or anything really
it just kind of was

this week will hopefully
have me
finding a job
& finishing a new book

im biking to coney island
in about 15 minutes
10 miles each way
should be interesting

i found this
& this today
it seems art lately just upsets me
because i feel ill never do anything
worth viewing

no sleep til georgia

very rarely in life
do you get a glimpse of the future
like i had this past week

new art in the works

i move into my apartment tomorrow
finally

im planning on stiff drinks
& endless records
to keep me company
til melissa moves in
sometime next week

flying 700 miles
on 12 hours notice
to see someone you care about
is quite possibly
the greatest feeling in the world

dont make me dance all nite alone

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= georgia

sometimes i really like being me

i wonder when it all starts to make sense

this shit is amazing

everyone should see this movie
& this movie
& read this book

im currently writing a few short fiction stories
& possibly a screenplay for a short movie
that id like to make this semester
or next
all of the above
obviously dealing with
heart break
alcoholism
"growing up"
& those few songs that make life ok

brooklyn on saturday

...and this is our last dance

when (if) i have a family
i want it to be exactly like melissas
they have all been insanely nice
& generous to me the past few days
& i cant put into words
how grateful of them
that i am

i saw this band tonite
& this guy read
2 of my favorite authors
i met wes eisold singer of the band above
while it was a good show
i would have much rather
seen him with give up the ghost
or some girls

i recently realized i really love architecture
& want to design my own house some day

ive started a new book again
in a completely new form
once again
ill see where it takes me

i want to start a band
that sounds like
bukowski
planes mistaken for stars
& joy division
getting in a fight
in brooklyn
beneath the L train
on a warm summer afternoon

we both know i dont deserve a thing

melissa & i found a place today
we move in the 15th

ive been moving a lot
the past few days
its been good for my mind
ive been writing a lot also

i really miss chelsea & sara
i finally got comfortable in dc
my last month there
& then im gone
but thats how life works

found out today
one of my best friends
from high school
will be in brooklyn
the same time as me

life works in weird ways

i am the avalanche
& taking back sundays "where you want to be"
describe my life completely right now

our statues will cast a shadow on this city

friday
i left sara & chelsea at the school
in a rushed goodbye
packed up
& left big blue in 15 minutes
chris & marin at the doorstep

a short stop in lancaster
i saw tara which is always good
& met old friends at the diner

saturday i dropped my stuff
at melissas house in jersey
& went to the city
i spent the day walking
saw a couple friends
& had a lot of random events
at one point i felt like i was
in the credits of a movie

i woke to black skies
& flooded gutters
walked around in the rain
for a few hours
& took the train back
to jersey

im in a weird mental state right now
im in transit
essentially homeless
& i left 3 amazing people behind in dc
i know im back in 6 months
but its a weird situation to be in

i need to start making art
ive written a lot in the past 48 hours
& taken a lot of notes

i am the avalanche on repeat