Where do I begin? - the start of this heartattack's been neckbites and sin, gin, whiskey - the drugs that make me spill my guts - nostalgic punk rock music, epiphanies, mood swings - epic failure & full of win - it's been crazymad love affairs & sudden intense connections - heartache conversations over ashtrays overflowing - planning for the future while living in the past and in the moment - runnin' round, trouble-bound -
[from a journal entry, March 10, 2009]












