January 2009
7 posts
Jack Kerouac is my all-time favorite author. I swear, you can read my mind in the pages of his novels.
“What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people, and they recede...”
– Jack Kerouac.
the fuck.
the zipper on my new boots will NOT work. why spend $70 on a pair of boots that don’t fucking work?
i skipped my 2:00 today. i was going to go, but i realized we were just going over photoshop. yeah, fuck that.
happy hour with my best girlfriend in 3 hours. i need some drinks.
edit: i will start with a glass of wine now.
"thinks with her heart"
“we drive tonight, and you are by my side. we’re talking about our lives like we’ve known each other forever. the time flies by with the sound of your voice. its close to paradise with the end surely near. and if i could only stop the car and hold onto you, and never let go, i’ll never let go as we round the corner to your house you turned to me and said,...