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We must repeat, okay let's go

I set my cellphone ringer to say "Are we not men? We are DEVO!"
I can't wait to get a phonecall in the middle of class.

I used to be such a fan of them. The whole idea of devolution is attractive. A friend of mine and I used to play their music all the time and dress up in jumpsuits and beat each other with sticks, or sometimes run around naked and shoot these little gasoline flame-throwers at each other in the driveway. He was the only person who was on the same level of fucked up as me. He moved away many years ago and I haven't heard from him since. I wrote a letter to him recently but never got around to mailing it.. I think maybe I'm afraid that talking to him will make me recognize how much I've changed and how I'm essentially different in so many ways. Also, he was the only person to whom I could be perfectly honest and not keep secrets from. It was good that he left, though, because had he stayed a month longer I probably would have ended up in jail and had no future. I just miss him and myself, so long ago.