” . . . sometimes i talk about you to my best friend jacky, who i was hanging out with in oakland when i wasn’t hanging out with you – he kind of knows a lot, almost as much as i do. when i visit your blog, he recognizes the markup even if it’s in his peripheral view and asks me what i’m looking for. sometimes i’m looking for something to get angry at, sometimes i look for something to pity, and sometimes i just miss you. sometimes i relate, in some ways i still relate. there is an overwhelming loneliness and paranoia i relate to partially. for me, it’s really exaggerated, cartoonish. i think that’s why i told you you’re a cartoon once . . .”

from an old email a cool girl sent me a long time ago now