dentrimentally sentimental

there is nothing left in this room but the apocalypse. where there once was abundant thriving life, there is now an empty dresser, a bare mattress and walls that look as though they have suffered through the fourth world war. this sucks i could cry.



no sleep. off to kathy's diner. on to plane. off to home. think about that one. HOME. thank god for amphetamines and jazz.