waking jonas is dealing with that outfit.

desolation angels: face that launched a thousand ships

when i can’t sleep i try to read but i blame the internet for my short attention span. i’m cheating on books but i can’t stay in one place long for now.

face that launched a thousand ships

i’ve got a pile of moments behind me now. it’s a slightly catagorized pile of moment-memories that go black and white or orange-pink-purple hypercolor when i dig for their file because details like color (unless important for this or that) are dropped. i know i had a blue hat i called hawt. grandma i want my hawt. i’d forgotten that dad showed me how to use a chain saw. i remember every valentine’s day i’ve had for the past five or six years. if i’m working on forgetting, i do it much faster. i could not forget mr. a but for a while i almost forgot his face. i could only think of him as a mountain, or a plane in the sky with no sound. where jed’s face is i don’t know. it’s somewhere else in the pile i just misplaced it. he’s a return address on an envelope. fortine, montana.