3.03.2013

tonight, i would remember better if i had one more drink.
i miss my grandma.
sometimes i smile at dogs, like; the kind of smile that is the milk and ornamented in indulgence, like i want to take them home in my white van and just smother them / of abandonment issues. most self-respecting owners watch me salivate like a wolf over their pets. like i am just going to eat them.