May |
20 |
I remember reading Prozac Nation in bed, while not on Prozac then, while listening to the song Milk, while being depressed Read more →
Jan |
06 |
When I was a kid, I didn't feel like a kid. I don't think I ever felt like a kid until recently (I am 35). Sometimes, when I lay down, I hear some noise from the outside — usual background noise in a small town, I guess — and suddenly I know that I remember a time from the past... where time was slow. It feels so, so good... except I can't make it out. Read more →