in regards to saturday, august 7th's post:

at 2:30 am, i got a text from a number i didn't know.
"Sean! I miss youu- sketchy guys suck"
it was Rosemary.
we texted back and forth.
i ended up driving to Canton to give her a ride home.
but first, we went to sip and bite.
she bought me a short stack of pancakes.
we chatted for an hour or so and i drove her the half mile home.

it's always nice when i start to forget
and life reminds me
late at night
it'll be all right.

dead friendships
courtesy text from an ex
dog pissed on the steps
fuck this
something isn't right tonight

4 bohs deep.
skatin' as fast as i could around these Towson streets.
nights like these
remind me
i don't need
you
to make me
happy.