craigslist in the nude (*:*)

put the lime in mine  

“do i actually feel that way or am i just drunk?”

i told you “thats 10 seconds of my life i’ll never get back” and you said ”you have too much of your life anyway”

time and time again i exist here 

in a snowy half way point

teeth are scummy and last night i couldn’t really sleep because i was up thinking about you calling me

choosing which shoes to crush elliott smith cd with.

club, night, people dressed in silks, neons, day glow colors and materials so they can spot one another yet just as easily forget each other or find reasons to avoid. the street tonight is packed, cold, sugar coated, 2 days after a snow storm and stilettos work just as well as waterproof boots would. there is a line that wraps around the block, we arrived in a cab tonight, all of us underdressed in shorts, skirts, v-neck tee shirts, we step out of the cab 5 legs at once.