boxes & boxes of photos of everyone i used
to know. i need to record things to prove to
myself they really happened. polaroids of the
boy i worry about being in too love with. cast
shots from all the plays i used to do. pictures
of the seven girls i write novels about in the
winter.
(1) sang
'life moves pretty fast. if you don't stop & look around once in a while, you might miss it.'
in california the waves break on the beach.
dear everyone,
i have my phone back.
the only thing missing
now is my wallet.
looks like:
green, silk,
circa 1930,
embroidered
flowers.
inside:
a videoport, ATM
& bullmoose card.
also inside:
7 dollars & an ice
cream sandwich
wrapper.
who ever finds my wallet
gets a kiss. a big sloppy
wet one. otherwise, be
expecting answers to all
your lovely voice & text
messages soon.
xo,
b.
p.s: do yourself a favor
& download happy end's
"kaze wo atsumete" off
the lost in translation
soundtrack. thank me
later.
sing to me?