i don't ever want to meet you; cause youre like porcelain.

  me versus myself. i yearn to get out and do something. go out, play basement shows, drive far with no destination in mind. theres so many things i want to do, and everything holding me back. im leaving soon, and i hope it will be refreshing. its something to look forward to atleast. if i had a penny to my name id throw it down a wishing well.im best when im making things worse.lets go out tonight and make some bad decisions.i miss my girlfriend.

love, peter.