tonight

as i walked home, i imagined kicking in every glass window on the street.

what bothers me is that i can't figure out what is bothering me.
and when i think i might know,
it makes me ashamed and feel less strong.
but i also think it might be something deeper
that i haven't figured out yet.

girls.

fiona


emily

taken last semester. when it was warm.
it will be warm again soon. tomorrow even.

I started reading the novel Erasure by Percival Everett.
absolutely brilliant thus far.

in other news.
i got my period today along with abdominal pains,
and i think i have insomnia.