Josie is the Opposite of Hallelujah

Anything less than mad passionate extraordinary love is a waste of time. There are so many mediocre things in this world. Love shouldn’t be one of them.

Everything gets to die, regardless of whether if it ever really got to live. So right now’s probably one of those perfect moments where you can’t help but just smile and be happy for a change, so why do I feel so scared of it? Maybe it’s just a feeling but I really fucking like this kid.

Sitting in the dark, listening to Iron & Wine, typing this and smoking. Yeah I’ve said some things about quitting but in the mean time I am still prowling for another suitably hedonistic vice to consume my life. I’ve also said some things about being a nicer person. And I should be, the universe, although far from showering me with rainbows and kitties,  has been relatively kind to me lately. What you have to understand from all of this is, no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you care, some people are just assholes, end of story.