thinking about boys you could love, thinking about girls that you do love, feet with blisters, bruises on your legs, bike crashes, grease on your hands, friends in different states, smoking too many cigarettes, buying too many 18-packs, unemployed, never shampooing your hair, taking hour-long showers, getting four hours of sleep one night and then ten hours the next, being too high to talk, sweating in your room, leaving the windows open at night, having a cat by your feet when you wake up, eating lots of ramen, drinking lots of coffee, wearing dress shirts with the sleeves rolled up, an impressive collection of cut-off shorts, nice dress shoes that you’re ruining from riding your bike in them, being skinny, being shy, having tattoos and wanting more, one-night stands with women you’ve only just met, making out with the wrong people, realizing you have the power to hurt feelings, being confused, laying in someone else’s bed all day and listening to blink-182, making a shared meal, reconnecting with someone you haven’t seen in a long time who once loved you, trying real hard to get out of a pop-punk phase but failing miserably, not having a guitar pick and the two-handed tapping sprees that erupt from it, being high on mushrooms and not knowing where you are, being abducted by aliens, being (in general), hanging out with friends, missing your parents, having conversations about homosexuality with a man you have made out with, kissing your friends, hanging out with women you use to see, exploding, drain bamage, mental problems and the mental problems of everyone around you, nice kitchen appliances, playing video games again, doing laundry after three months, making your own meals again, getting new clothes from a friend that is moving, wearing shoes that are a little too small but definitely too good not to wear, making someone’s bed for them in the hopes that it’ll make them smile, touching someone else’s foot with your foot, dirt under your fingernails, needing your hair trimmed, listening to emo, through being cool, trying to find parties,falling asleep to Grouper with or without someone, nails poking out from your ceiling and being the perfect height to hit your head into them, a good porch, visiting friends, remembering that someone knows you better than anybody else, remembering everything about someone else, big mirrors, pinky swears, sharing secrets, bathroom photos, cute nicknames, not having bike lights, new house, new roommates, new neighborhood, new season, new summer, new feelings, new thoughts, new messy situations, same old cynicism mixed with brand new optimism.

3:49 am  •  21 June 2012  •  5 notes