where we used to laugh
there's a fighting match

breathe in, breathe out
how it's gotta be

Painting Day 2

Five different homes in five years.

Yesterday, I scraped my walls and double primed.

Apparently, the last owners weren't a fan of the new place.

Which should be evident in the grey-blue they painted my bedroom.

What did I scrape off of all walls? They were covered in loose beads of paint.

Soothing songs of the day.

Maybe you thought that your mind was a room on fire

Back to school! Man... who thought that a second year anthro class would assign 100 pages per week.

Well, I already bought the books.

Tralalaleeearn.

crazy horse