In My Head

Sure, I could’ve gone out on my own, but I wanted to be with them and do something with them and fuck this all to hell.

I’ve been rereading House of Leaves over the last week or so. Shawshank says it’s one of those books that will be different for everyone who reads it. It’s a book that’s experienced more than read. My mother made it through about 15 pages. In contrast, Shawshank read it twice in one weekend. Unlike Shawshank,…

It’s finally sunny out, but everything is still a shitshow.