Hahahaha!

I've got this, bitches.

 I'm about to turn 23.

Get that? Lucky Number!

I live in Wilmington NC and ya know what? Pretty rocks. You live by pretty rocks.

And you own this shit.

I mean, you're a manager of a bookstore.

How awesome is that?

I mean isn't that all middle school me did? Read? Never stopping.


And it will end soon.

At least that's the plan...hahah, plan? hahahahhaahah!


All I've done is wrap myself in stories. Ever since Myrtle Beach. Stories in books in games in lives in people stories is all I've wrapped myself in, such a wonderful warm cozy sensation.


Bored? Perhaps. Am I boring? Of course. Am I happy? I....I think so.


So yes. I've climbed ranks. I've torn out throats and shown. I've climbed. Life is good. What have you accomplished?


What...

have I accomplished?



Nothing. too much,

found some good sushi....


...hmmmhahahha!


Myrtle Beach (parents), New York (w 83rd), Columbia (Broad river Rd), Charlotte (pineville) (?), Myrtle Beach (Kris' joint), Wilmington (monkey junction). I like seeming that I know the world. "Oh you're from Chicago? I've got family in LaGrange." I like knowing the suburbs, seeming a local. Don't look at me like that.


I'm gonna be shiny.

I'm gonna be an actress.

I'm gonna be shiny.


I mean...


...why not right?



I think I've worked it better too. Working the fields. He's helped, but I'm not sure how..but working where I'm at....it's helped too. I can work the fields of folks better. I can get them to see things about me that ain't there. I can get them to curl up around me.


Man,

I need to take some singing classes.


So.

Where to now, st. peter?


Hahhahahaha.