Friday, April 25, 2008
friends
It's strange trying so hard to make new friends. I go downtown every day and sit. write letters. sit in the sun waiting for anyone I have even vaguely met to walk by. I talk loud. I tell stories. I come up with big plans and group things. like lets find jerseys with numbers and become a gang. a singing gang. ASC Athens Singing Club. I am looking for a keyboard player. I am looking for a motorcycle. I am looking for a life that is more than what is given. I am trying to make this life. more. but I want secrets. I want to know the hard behind the laughs. I want to know what drives us. what keeps us from being real. I want want want. always
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