fast car

i woke up wanting to make sure you're ok. are you ok? oh you are. shoot. i mean, no wait, that's a good thing. cuz i think about you a lot. i guess it's good that you're good, right? *sigh*

and then she kissed my lips and inhaled my chosen path. traced my past with little care. disregard for back then... cuz... like... who the fuck cares, right?

five hours of ani difranco really can make everything better. so can pulling off the road to... readjust. speeding into darkness, leaving whatever we want behind, pulling our future dreams - - - trailing - - - stuck to the bumper's of experience.

i think about you a lot. i'm happy you're ok. i'm happy you're ok. i'm happy you're ok. i think about you a lot.