went to fontainebleau: remembered everything i forgot, found everything i lost, recuperated what had been stripped from me.



proof: attempted guilt trip assault, my reaction was barely contained rage. i feel like this is a step in the right direction considering last week i would have offered blood for forgiveness.


ran into olivier in the metro, role model for life. when i am reincarnated as a man, i want his batteries. ran into bourgeois motherfucker on the stairs, or rather he ran into me. PARDONNEZ-MOI just because you drive a ferrari does not mean i will move for you. i already resent having to be in your stupid neighborhood at all. you. sneezy. cunt.

good window this sunday. 14th arrondissement. view of trees and cemetière montparnasse. shadows of leaves play out mysterious dramas projected on the sides of buildings in streetlamp glow. reflected leftovers of afternoon rain on the streets and in the gutters.

desire to plummet off a cliff into deep deep water. to watch the bubbles float up as i go down. to saturate on the silty bottom.