bled to a stone

probably i should've tried to find a roommate

went out for the weekend, it lasted forever

i won't lie, being alone is a little rough

asleep at the gate

shouldn't any person worthy of going to heaven feel guilty about being there?

a spark that just screams

life is too short, by definition, to provide any sort of context for itself.

it wasn't a barracuda

i've never seen anything like this place, crystal clear water and an unbelievable coral reef teeming with doctor seuss fish, plus sea anemones, an eel, and a sea turtle

but i'm pretty sure my favorite part is how right after you go in, you're breathing normally, but your body still thinks it's drowning

at least a thousand degrees

i guess something about "you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone"

they paved paradise and put up a parking lot
i'm so proud of you (but please come home)