Cherries and Fruity Pebbles.

Began the late night with a bowl of fruity pebbles. Then everything else fell into its place. Lots of laughs, Inside jokes, Headlights. Bittersweet emotion. The future while the past still roams. I’m in love with the confusion. Now I hug a bag of cherries. – unknown.

Pilot.

I wrote this listening to: Banks- Someone New. I’ve always written. A lot actually… I keep a journal, I carry it everywhere. Nice leather cover. It’s pretty handsome. Write everything in that thing. However, I wanted to try something new. I’ve recently been reading some of my entries to a couple of my close friends…