ugh...my poetry f-ing sucks...

recent experiences numbered
for no reason other than order:
1. kissing drunk but slightly douchey boy (good)
2. imagining love affairs (very good)
3. watching natural born killers for the first time (very good)
4. sitting outside at three in the morning looking up (very good)
5. vomiting outside the "everythings a dollar store" (bad, yet funny)
6. creating false sense of holiday spirit (good)

music- i am so only listening to etheral electronica right now.
i am so deep.