Messaged her last time I had facebook. Remember the miracle of early social media?

classmates dot com

looking up those old connections.

the connecting energy of the universe might be loneliness

That’s one of those rare statements that’s both

romantic & crushing

I hope mulatto is doing well. we don’t keep in contact with many people

Too many adventures, boundaries to test & militaries to get kicked out of.

then we got that meth apartment right?

UNDER the tweakers

Three generations, that girl her mom and then her little baby daughter.

and when she’d call from prison after being locked up the caller id always said “inmate”

Damn inmate always monopolizing the phone. But we tried to help her out.

our peoples in the more humble neighborhoods

Until no one was paying rent anymore.

And then it became your peoples.

I didn’t invite everyone

A handful of recovering addicts from high school-

not the best place for them