
this weekend was so good. in torrential downpours, ashley, kris, joey and myself drove to allentown for margot and the nuclear so and so's and motion city. we got a hotel room at the holiday inn, which was apparently holding a convention for the twelve steps. while that was going on, we got drunk off cheap booze and smoked fiercely in the room above. after being burnt by everyone's lit cigarettes, we walked to the croc and pushed our way to the front, fell in love with margot and each other, and finished off the wine. someone stole my mom's little camera i had with me. we hung out with andy, emily and casey from margot. we walked to a diner and i wasn't wearing pants. kris and i wandered the streets of allentown at two am while joey slept naked with ashley next to him. i took a shower. i fell asleep. when i woke up to turn the television off, joey was sprawled out on the bed, ashley was curled up and kris's head dissapeared under pillows. we woke up to a foghorn, and some kind of running race. it was really confusing actually. we laughed til we cried when we were eating breakfast and bought thirteen dollars worth of fireworks. i slept on the way home. i love them. i love pa. there is absolutely nothing keeping me in new jersey and i like that feeling. it makes me want to plan. (and planning's for the poor, so let's pretend that we're rich). i miss this boy. i want to be there with him now shit talking and drinking and kissing.

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