I know I will

There is nothing better than driving back into your city after you've been gone awhile.  On the way back Keith and I were in the Jeep.  I was rocking a bright blue bikini and bright sunglasses.  We were covered in sand and dried saltwater.  We got off of the bridge and got directly off in South Philly and took the long way through Southwest Philly, Center City, and Northwest Philly.  Everything was so beautiful to me.

I came home and opened my windows.  From one window I saw and heard a bunch of kids playing basketball on the court. Outside my back window behind the rowhouses my neighbor was blasting loud music and talking above it to a neighbor a few houses down.  I love it here.  I love the noise.

This whole weekend was weird.  Ricky, Keith and I went to a monster truck show.  We got wasted in the car and Ricky got into a fight with a big big man.  They were verbally arguing for a solid 15 minutes and it ended with "You will die in a fiery car crash."  It was ridiculous.  Keith and I were like "..."  Also, it was pouring rain so we were all soaking wet.

Then I went to Cape May and hung out with people who are actually crazier than me.  It was a nice awakening.  One high/wasted girl lost her cell phone on the roof, was talking to inanimate objects, eventually sat in a pond, ended up naked on the floor and then was fucked in the living room right next to me.

Everyone else was taking pills and they were all nuts.  Bedtime was around 5am.  There was a dance party in a shed with an abundance of twerking and flying hot coals.  I slapped a beautiful girl's ass with her permission and scissored another guy's girlfriend with his permission.

It was just a weird weekend.  I also got into a car accident with Keith. Mind you, he was on probation and wasn't supposed to be out of the state.  ...And through all of this I had really bad laryngitis and couldn't talk.

The best parts of the weekend were when I walked up to the beach alone and wrote poetry.  I love being alone at times.  I'm glad that I have a friend who understands that and lets me go off on my own when I hang out with him.

I talked a lot about _____ to the girls at the beach this weekend.   They made me feel better.  But that's only ever temporary.  It'll be back.  I know it will.  At least this time.