Thank you, Bret Easton ellis

.. for writing Less Than Zero.

It's been the source of answers for something I've thought of doing in the past two months but I have decided not to act on impulse.

I already did it earlier last month (if you know what I mean).

I read Less than zero again and after a recent nightmare - its just not worth it.

My mental health takes precedence.

I'm probably being a bit too dramatic (as usual) but I never really experienced the crazy crazy situations in that book..

but I can relate to Clay's feeling in that book.

You're there, but you're not all there. 

Boredom and Loneliness are normal even when you're at a show full of your so called friends and people. It's where getting on the guest list is meaningless and you stare at your VIP pass in disgust hoping not to run into the ghosts. 

the ghosts, the ghosts the ghosts.. ahem the laura marling song .....

The feeling overtakes you to the point where you're numb at the show.

I would just end up going to palm springs..

or someplace near it...

It's like the quiet place far away from LA but close enough in the case where you don't feel LA. 

thank god for new york.