what are they going to arrest me for? being awesome?

i woke from this dream today: i was riding a motorcycle in the desert with this wolf jumping next to me the whole time. it could jump really far. then my dad was there and he said the wolf was bad news and couldn't stay. i lost it and picked up one of those desks with the table attatched (you know like from little hous eon the prairie) and asked him if he wanted to die. he said yes. then i threw the desk and he said no he didnt right before he died. i then woke up and brushed my teeth but the toothpaste tasted like it had gone bad. then i woke up for real.

kind of crazy.

i had to call my dad and make sure i wasnt throwing desks at him over wolves. you know.

food for thought again, consider this crash dieting.

patrick could sing the phonebook and you would still swoon.

currently writing songs.

sometimes i watch kids in spelling bees and get so jealous of the talent they have. i wonder what it would be like.

did you see the corners of my mouth turn up for a second today? cause i caught you looking.

more tommorrow. i miss being on tour. i miss playing shows every night. i hope you love the new songs so we can play more shows.

cantsleepcantsleepcantsleep.

"we must never be apart"...

watch: barfly
read: death in installments