the twenty ninth of may doesn't exist in my head tonight. i'm so confused by may 29, 1981. may feels akin to february tonight. no 29th, not even with a leap year.. no, what is going on with me these days.. disconnected. so disconnected.

you can tell when someone is gone, even if it doesn't seem to effect you directly.. it does, though, this time.

he said i didn't make sense today but i don't think i ever make sense and i feel so light today so sooo light. i am so in love with matthew good. how dreamy can one individual be. sigh.


dear moth'y, i miss you and am thinking of you even though we haven't been talking so much lately..