“Well, so&so & I had a couple of pool parties at the Uptown earlier this week.” Or so says supposed friend of mine. “Oh, cool, well thanks for inviting me,” I reply with as much sarcasm as I can ooze … Read more →
I’ve decided that my birthday present for Arianna is I’m just going to bend over in front of her and laugh uncontrollably.
Waking up and running home so that I can pay rent on time. The night before is playing back in my mind like some fuzzy cinematic reel of me drinking too many Waldorfs on an empty stomach. I try not … Read more →
Because I wanted to celebrate this holiday feeling like I didn’t have to pretend to be drunk/wish I were drunk while socializing through a group of people who were already drunk/pretending to be drunk/wishing they were drunk at 3pm. Instead, … Read more →
Fire gun shots into the ground. Because maybe that will dissipate the rage. But there’s nothing quite like violence. Unfiltered, teeth gritting, fist clenching, maniacal, heart racing violence. It’s graceful and sticky, with fear clinging to its back. Violence, because … Read more →
“What are you doing tonight?” ~ somebody “Well, I don’t know, I heard that there’s some party at Rec Center, so, basically, I’m gonna go there, get really drunk, realize that there’s no one new to fuck there, get all … Read more →