liberté toujours

running running running
smoking gauloises in my bathtub
snowball fights in chinatown
fancy dinners at mcdonald's 
and when you just forget to eat for a few days because you just can't keep track of your head.


we are writing songs on a sunday afternoon
we are the future
you already forgot your past.
i'm coughing like i have TB
but that's alright.
daddy wakes me up for brunch at 12:47
and i put on last night's clothes and don't even bother looking in the mirror.
i just rub my eyes hard and hope the mascara is still there.


pop a couple advil 
and you'll feel better.
maybe your migraine will go away.
if it doesn't,
just keep sitting in your bathtub
and smoke a few cigarettes.
if you smoke until the filter, 
you'll become sterile.


charlotte told me that.
i believe her.
i found this little jean jacket in toby's basement.
i really like it
even though it's really tiny.
my mom asked me what a capo did.
i just shook my head and sat down.


i had to ramble for ten minutes just now
and i did
and a little later,
i'll post the soundtrack to this post.
because it's a crucial element.
of this post.
i'm going to drive in a rental car now.