five books to read. an essay i really want to finish. diary log to write in, because yeah, i’m anal and i think so much always happens and i NEED to write it all down.
(hipster/writer’s problems)
the wine cooler’s on its way. good night.
five books to read. an essay i really want to finish. diary log to write in, because yeah, i’m anal and i think so much always happens and i NEED to write it all down.
(hipster/writer’s problems)
the wine cooler’s on its way. good night.
He’s feeling the need for coffee, he’s gone wrong enough with the Patron.
He never wants to see a Redbull can again.
Barely making it to the front door of the second-story drab of a place he wouldn’t quite call home— as if there is nowhere else— Joyce kisses him on the cheek and seems to dance…
I’ve never seen someone stare so intently at a pint.
Meanwhile Nick is thinking, “I’ve got my apple and my French water… Leave me the hell alone.”