Thursday, March 17, 2011

You were who you thought you were.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

The floors are falling out from everybody I know.

Last night my dad found me bawling on the floor of our laundry room.

Weeks, maybe months of bullshit building up in my head.

I don't even know how long we were talking; I lost any measurement of time after I finished folding clothes.

I would be absolutely nowhere without my dad.