1. everyone is drunk. all the time.

2. everyone is screaming.

3. sirens seem louder and more frequent than usual.

4. there’s actually wind when i open my windows. i guess being up off the ground will do that.

5. parking blows. there are three lots i have to alternate between at all times. not a fan.

but i love our new apartment. organizing all day after my roommate and i are both done with work and class. 

sidenote: we’re not getting internet set up until june 7. until then, my updates will be sparse. love you all. :)

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you know, just listening to the maine and crying after watching the vamp dies finale again.

he just loved her so fucking much.

moving in eight hours. i’ll show you guys my new apartment tomorrow.

nothing fucking annoys me more than friends that drunk text the fuck out of you to come out with them. like, i. am. not. going. out. tonight.

i’m staying in and watching grey’s and eating ice cream. THANK YOU FOR THE OFFER BUT KINDLY FUCK OFF.

i move in four days.

sometimes i let my entire body sink beneath the water, the bubbles above like glaciers in the sea that is my tub as the contents of my concoction boil and soothe my battered skin. scattered light peeks through the surface and my shampoo bottles wonder if they should call for help. what is this guy doing? everything gets quiet. the water fills my ears and i hear nothing except my own happiness.

sometimes i don’t want to come back up.

i prefer talking. the rhythm of words as you part your lips one more time to tell me something else i have to learn. no need for ambiguous sentence fragments or misconstrued punctuation. just your voice and my voice. harmonizing in conversation. the pause for formulation of thought. the breaths between when my words hit you and when you take them in. the movement of your eyes between my own and the ground. the silence.

it really is quite beautiful the way people talk.

i just really need to talk to someone right now and i don’t know which friend to call.