i've been having dreams about my english teacher.
well well, old friend, a substantial amount of time has passed and here we are, reacquainted only by chance. how have you been?
i've been as well as can be expected. well, let's begin then, shall we?
i memorize the lines of your body because you deny me the priveledge of familiarity. here is where we stretch our minds, regardless of what you've been told.
(forget all of those things anyway, because they are wrong. who knows, everything could very well be wrong. life does not guarantee positive results: dissapointment is truly inevitable.)
how life moves in such dull circles. i am still trying ot come at it from an angle and finding that i fail miserably. today was the first time i've drank alone for the sole purpose of intoxication. i believe that this has incredible potential.