House of Leaves of Grass
I wasn’t finished, yet…

I wasn’t finished, yet…

My babeh was playing his harmonica for me. What a goof…

My babeh was playing his harmonica for me. What a goof…

I have got to start listening. 

I have got to start listening. 

I just found this in the back of my copy of This Side of Paradise. I’m almost done with the book and I just found it. It’s hard to find little things like this so unexpectedly. They catch you off guard, you know?

I just found this in the back of my copy of This Side of Paradise. I’m almost done with the book and I just found it. It’s hard to find little things like this so unexpectedly. They catch you off guard, you know?

It was windy outside… I thought that was the cutest thing.

It was windy outside… I thought that was the cutest thing.

The flowers were beautiful, and thoughtful, but that letter gave me everything I needed.
I forgot about it. I didn’t even respond to it until two days ago. I can’t believe myself sometimes. 

The flowers were beautiful, and thoughtful, but that letter gave me everything I needed.

I forgot about it. I didn’t even respond to it until two days ago. I can’t believe myself sometimes. 

I had had my wisdom teeth out right after we got out for the summer. He was so good to me…

Hah - Panda hat kid. He had insulted Aidan’s writing, so I poured beer down his baked ass while he just stood there, oblivious. I still don’t regret that. I never will.

Hah - Panda hat kid. He had insulted Aidan’s writing, so I poured beer down his baked ass while he just stood there, oblivious. I still don’t regret that. I never will.

He went away to a wedding for a few days and I wanted to leave my mark on his belongings. The cup was probably the most intricate of them, but I wrote on EVERYTHING. I never thought about what it might be like if he were to notice one of them, now. 

He went away to a wedding for a few days and I wanted to leave my mark on his belongings. The cup was probably the most intricate of them, but I wrote on EVERYTHING. I never thought about what it might be like if he were to notice one of them, now. 

I really wish I had taken more of these. We always felt like we looked stupid when we tried, but the memory around the photo is what triggers my memory of what it really felt like to be in that moment - sights, smells, swells of emotion - everything. 

I really wish I had taken more of these. We always felt like we looked stupid when we tried, but the memory around the photo is what triggers my memory of what it really felt like to be in that moment - sights, smells, swells of emotion - everything.