anyone who reads my livejournal, which is no one, will be disappointed with reading this twice. i'm pretty sure i won't be offended if you skip it.

i guess, as the week wore on, many events occurred. they left us scarred with jesus fish and memories. oh the fun, oh the fun, oh the fun.
i'll explain that eventually.

anyway, i know i'm dead. that this is dead, and that overall most of you would rather ignore me than read about me. that's fine. this is summer you know, things happen, people happen. and others go away. and i, rather, exist here and sort of float. i improve when i try to, but other than that, i can generally be quite useless.
that's fine.

i've been sketching a lot. and considering that i've been hermit-like this summer, i still feel as if i have learnt the most about people and their tendencies. and my tendencies as a person. innocence, loss of innocence, fake, false innocence. innocence that cannot be recaptured. grade 8, 13 year olds. i wish i was, innocent.
i wish i was naive. i wish i could believe things that people tell me. but i don't, and i'm jaded. but at least i know why i'm jaded, and who have jaded me along the way.

and who have helped me, so to say.

and my final conclusion is something that i denied profusely last summer. even passionately, i had, have, will continue to have, so much to learn. you're never too old to be fucked over. but that's fine. you should be surprised with life.
and that conclusion is: talk is cheap.

you don't know who you are, but you exist. and you breathe. and you come in and out of my life with such persistance, it seems planned. timing, and feeling, and fuck you's.

i wish i could say goodbye to all the mr.evasives, with all their "talk is cheap, and it gets us everywhere" mottos.

hello mr. evasive. again. again.

me and kate got airbrushed jesus fish tattoos at the community fair. she paid for them
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i met mike this weekend, who apparently i've known for 12 years. we spent a day together, 12 hours at my house, i think he's cool. he lives far away and he's gone now:
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and this is me, mike and my cousins, dominique and oscar. i didnt really know them before friday, but now that i do, i really like them. dominique is wicked.:
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and the end.
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