forget-me-nots and marigolds

This week has been spent working at cici's and running around Plano and not sleeping. I'm home for spring break and I'm ridiculously happy to be here. There is a shitton of pizza in my life and a couple of people who I love but almost never get to see and a few who make me really happy. I always forget how stable plano is when I leave.
I wrote another scene today that I've never written before. I think there's something about writing while I'm on break at cici's, but I feel like that stuff always comes out the best. It's kind of weird but I know exactly where it'll fit in with the rest of what I'm writing, it's just frustrating a little bit because it's gonna go at the end and I was trying really hard to make myself write in order so that things would make more sense. It hasn't really been working too well the past couple of days, though :/ Oh, I got pulled over tonight for the first time. I guess in retrospect I really should've seen it coming, I've kind of been asking for it for a while now, but it was terrifyingggg. 
Also, brief rant. When you are a freshman in college, you should not act like you are in the seventh grade. Chill with the cliques and shit and get over yourself. It's annoying. That's all!
I'm really, really sorry that it's taken me so long to post. Last week was excessive for a couple of reasons and this week I've just been trying to enjoy home as much as I can before I have to go back to Austin.

I probably love you regardless of whether or not you think I do,
Loch.

like a riot

So sentimental, not sentimental, no!
Romantic, not disgusting yet. 
Darling I'm down and lonely when with the fortunate only.
I've been looking for something else,
do let, do let, do let jugulate do let, do let, do,


Let's go slowly, discouraged,
distant from other interests on your favorite weekend ending, 
this love's for gentlemen only. No, I gotta be someone else.
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes,
and goes.

Follow, misguide, stand still, disgust, discourage,
on this precious weekend ending, this love's for gentlemen only
wealthiest gentlemen only.
And now that you're lonely,
do let, do let, do let jugulate do let, do let, do,

Let's go slowly, discouraged, we'll burn the pictures instead.
When it's all over we can barely discuss for one minute only,
not with the fortunate only, thought it could have been someone else.
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes,
and goes.

Lisztomania, think less but see it grow
like a riot, like a riot,
oh, I'm not easily offended.
It's not hard to let it go 
from a mess to the masses.

-pheonix
Love,
Loch.

caught in the undertow

Life keeps getting better and absofuckinlutley better without giving me any warning at all.

I don't really understand anything at all, so this is probably the best time to write.
-Loch

I have harbored great things

I huff gasoline from your shirt and blur the questions that no one could ever answer,

I empty my head of all that I know, seems like the best view is the one from below.

We are anti-movement, we are anti-anti,

one time we believed but now we don't even try and I,

I can't cut a rug without my fashion drugs,

inebriation brings revelation,

I will burn your love letters in a parking deck 

where I have harbored great things that I will never confess,

We keep fresh paint on the countenance, 

now we keep it simple to make it more complex,

We are anti-movement, we are anti-anti,

one time we believed but now it's passé and cliché and she'll say 

anything to make you move again,

But is it the truth? I don't care if it is.

Getting down in the town that makes no sound,

You say there's nothing wrong but I don't hear it.

-snowden
<3,

Loch.

hardest part of living

Last night was scary and long. That's really all. I wanna write but I'm tired.

I'm lucky to have the most amazing people in the world in my life. Mentally, I'm hazy. 
Love, but not too quickly,
Loch.

lo hecho está hecho

I really wish I could just chill and write for a while but instead I have to drink as much water as I can and then shower and write an article that I'll prob turn in an hour late and get dinner and then go home and do homework/probably not actually do anything at all.

This blog is turning into a diary, hahh.
I love you,
Loch.


ps. I've used the phrase "lol" twice in the past week. What is going on, vocab.


pss. themonicabird.com/post/3273155431/date-a-girl-who-reads-date-a-girl-who-spends-her
please read that. it is perfect.

do it right tonight

I can't decide if I feel like drinking or not. I love you? That's all I have to say, hahh.

On a side note. Sometimes, guys can be disgusting. Have some fucking dignity and notice that you are changing for the worst. I am really grossed out. 
grow up please, thank you.
<3
Loch.


ps. boyfriend, do not be alarmed. this is not about you. hahahhh you are wonderful and I am lucky :)

getting down in the town

I am in an ecstatic mood for no reason at all. 

<3
Loch


ps. two months :)

dance in the light

Last night I wrote a shit ton.
It was the first night in a while that I had the night off to just sit back and do nothing. I would've been covering an awards show, but they ran out of media seats so I ended up in my dorm room by 7:30 pm, and I literally didn't know what to do with myself. I think I've forgotten how to have down time. Anywho, I found a spiral I'd barely written in and decided that needed to be remedied, and I wrote wayyyy more than I was expecting. So that was good. And I wrote content that I wasn't expecting, the kind of shit I don't usually delve into, so I'm going to wait a few hours and then edit and hopefully it'll be readable because I'm going to have to write stuff like that sooner or later. I might actually change around a few things and post it somewhere. It felt good, getting all those words onto paper. 
I have literally been daydreaming all day about the beach- it's a little sad. I just want to be by the ocean, sunning and reading a good book and then eating and dancing and possibly getting drunk, preferably surrounded by people I love. Spring break is unlikely to bring that kind of scenario since I'm heading back to p-town, but a girl can dream, yeah? Not that I don't love plano, because I do, really. It's just that I can go there whenever I want, you know? I'm also dreaming of doing plano-y things, don't worry. Like going to the asian market and hitting up the cici's shopping center that I basically spend my life in and going to the park and staying up all night watching true blood and floating leisurely in julia's pool even though she won't be home. I don't know how many more of those times I'm gonna get after this year and I want to savor it while I can.... with some beach time thrown in.
I love you you are my favorite,
Loch.


ps. wolfpack, that is a picture of me howling for you. <3

of your eyes, begonia skies

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
             To me did seem
          Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;-- 
         Turn whereso'er I may,
             By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more. 


-William Wordsworth

<3
Loch.