May 2004
the patron saint of liars and fakes.
i need to get a job.
being a sex machine just doesn’t pay well these days.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
we never enjoy perfect happiness; our most fortunate successes are mingled with sadness; some anxieties always perplex the reality of our satisfaction.
-pierre coneille
life is very fragile.
he died this morning. i spent all of yesterday with him and jeff at rutgersfest. my sister and her friends met him for the first time and the last time. he called me around 2am this morning. probably to get me to come hang out.
i never picked up my phone. i miss you and i love you.
RIP CPK 7.15.82-5.1.04