I missed my bus at wonderland, I stood in the sun to pretend I was warm. I waited 45 minutes outside to sit next to a woman who paid with nickels, and chewed on her hair and brushed it on her face. and that was still better than the 15 hours I spent at my parent's house.

I think this was the weekend where I was finally done with middleboro. I've never been so frustrated.

and salem is blissfully quiet.

ash @ 11:21 AM