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It's been a while. Hey.
Tomorrow/today is the two year anniversary of Panic at the Uptown. I think I wasted that one a little bit. Was too busy going crazy to step back and see the show that was happening in front of me. But I made up for it in November. Let's get there first before we think about November, shall we? Anyway, it's super weird to think about how long we warp ourselves up in things. Two years? Really? Crazy.
I like being more open and honest. If not perverted and coming into that awkward-sexy thing, more honest. Yeah.
Being down all the time gets boring...but sometimes it's nice to sleep with your baby blanket again, if you get what I'm saying. I like running on candy and Fiji water.
I hope that cigarette in your hand rots your lungs and takes away any hope you'll have of speaking. I hope all that alcohol poisons your blood or sends you flying out a window. Same for the rest of you. But being bitter isn't on my agenda for the day. AEIOU.
Excited for new things. My back is leathery from being in the sun, but sunshine can never really hurt.
A few months ago I wanted gardens and tea parties. But now I want the thrill of proving them wrong. I want the fast walking and this-is-my-passion of competition and saying fuck the haters. I want power and I want my best friends right there with me.
I'm in a good place, overall.
Sometimes I'm Warhol, sometimes I'm Joplin. Sometimes I'm Lennon, sometimes I'm Audrey. Sometimes I'm what everyone wants, sometimes no one wants me. Who fucking knows.