the dust

she might not've had the internet back in her day, but we connect on a heartbreaking level today.

left in the dust in the dust in the dust in the dust.
sometime more likely later than sooner, i'll get over the fact that girls can never see the line I've drawn around you. They never know when they've crossed it. I give up on getting mad over this, its not solving anything, clearly, and I don't think its funny.

i talked to Jake for 40 minutes last night, kept me up, and then i passed out around 12:30. I went over to Jesse's to do our final for film after school, we took five hours to watch boogie nights and go through each other's shit.

I've been listening to Butterfly all week, i can't get over how beautiful this song is.
"Maybe I need fantasy
Life of chasing butterfly"
when i stop being a jerkoff about fixing and getting back on my guitar, i'll play it and sing it to myself.

I tried to listen to Campfire Kansas today, i still can't without crying. It reminds me of a really happy time in my life, and also moving away. We cried to that song.