

boredom. back home. what to do. this bedroom means much to me. my entire inspiration for years. my love. all of the value in this room. everything this room stands for. the freedoms, comforts, enjoyments. not many memories took place in the room itself like i intended. but without the room, there would be little love and originality. it is now a place to store all of these intimate times.
truly the best place to be.
one place for everyone. anyplace for anyone.
Getting to a comfortable place.
Sometimes you have to be the ridiculous to get to a better place.
a little time in my happy place.
Technology is in a very, very cool place right now.
An all new infatuation at an all familiar place.
keep writing, keep scratching, keep scribbling, and one day it'll be the right place at the right time.
On the fritz with the glitz.
First place doesn't matter, do what you do, skate until 3 a.m.
The world feels like a quiet place tonight.
place the chips.
after over a year, i finally know what robin tastes like.
the world would be a dull place if people didn't have colored eyes.
how does one get rained out at a place called rainey park, that's not acceptable.
i've been orbiting for years and can't wait for the big grey place, because i'm going to splatter paint all over it.
throw some context.
fix yourself a pie and do a friend some good.
conversations can't last when they next start in the first place.
followed by days of reminiscing, in the same place a year ago, it makes no difference if it's me or someone else, the point is that someone died who didn't have to.
I thrive on thriving.
I wish this conversation was taking place at Decker's, with a chicken wrap.
not in my place.
to hell with that dog food.
2 slow 2 delirious.
sweet talk, an ever sweeter walk.
one of the most difficult things in life: ...determining where to put a sticker. something you can only use once, but you want to put it in a place that will be seen, and won't get throw out or damaged. it's a delicate decision.