kids is desparate for some shit. something. anything. like drugstore cowboy but less sexy, and a lot less driving around the greater portland area. we’re at the store, eating and waiting for somthing to happen. driving. eating sushi. japanese art then talking about a bad film, not enough love in the world...hahaha. i am not smiling. this is far before the things that happened next. things you would not believe or simply would not find very funny. this was before the trip to the nearby fred meyer, after finding none at the safeway we were just in. this was before the wallgreens after finding the fred meyer barren. this was before the boy was back and he was lying his ass off. this was before the dustoff-like can was bought and brought promptly home, before it was opened, before it was freed of it’s protective cap, and seal, and shortly before it was sucked from by the girl...then the boy. then more. this was before the girl presented smoke in various forms, and before they went looking for meds or pills, of any prescription, and split one, then another, just after they investigated the purpose of the pills on the internet.

this was done. over and finished and they were again in love. valentines day and all. it was beautiful and lonely.