i am no angel

This weekend I saw kanye west and stevie wonder, showered myself in glowstick juice, and resisted the urge to buy a $57 pair of shoes. I have learned, through it all, that there are never, ever going to be enough pictures of me drunk in a sombrero- never. 

There really isn't a point to this post. 

Oh.

I started writing something new again. And I wrote a poem.

I can feel it in my bones that people will read this one day.

Love,

Loch.