i wrote a love letter  last night. i like to write love letters, but no one ever sees them, except me. i see them. anyway, there was a line i was proud of, and that you will get too see, "i want to be free like a bad simile that will die on the floor of my messy bed room." it does the thing where it starts out taking you in one direction and then switches midway, and it's like "what?" 

sarah (at cca) had some great line like that, it had cows on the side of the road somewhere, and then either a sex or a drugs reference, or maybe it didn't, maybe i'm making that up, or rather memories are being fused together. it was a good line though, really.