January 2011
133 posts
“terrible arguments.
and, at last lying peacefully
on her large bed
which is...”
– the tigress, charles bukowski
(burning in water drowning in flame, pg. 184)
“im not heartless, im just strong.”
potential lyrics
traftra:
what do we do in a world like this? picking from spoons ends to see who goes first. and late in the afternoon the reflection gets the best of you the sip touches your tounge and the memory is gone.
i need to start turning these random writing sessions into songs.
The world’s got me dizzy again, you’d think after 19 years I’d be used to the spin. And it only feels worse when I stay in one place, so I’m always pacing around or walking away.
Yes, finally, an art class for me. The room is even awesome, with a red spiral staircase and yellow walls, and a loft. The professor even said we can work anywhere we want, with our ipods in our ears. Hes actually a pretty cool guy, which most art people are, but i wound up talking to him after class and really enjoyed it. He even trusted me eough to tell me that kittens would be his cryptonite if...
you are the one person i do not want to become a stranger in my life.
maybe i just need to fall apart in order to build myself back up again.
“im here, in my place.”
I need to be able to re-do today. I really do. My stomache is still in knots and the food that I forced into it after a day without eating isnt sitting right, and i knew it wouldnt have. I should have just let my kitty eat it like she wanted at the table just an hour ago. At least one of us would have felt a little bit better. Maybe I should just erase this, like i want to erase today. Maybe if...
Curling my toes so I don't slip
noroomtoswingacat:
Slippery like the air After a hot shower How many suns Can I squint to see And moons can I Watch for faces
Slippery like the air
After a hot shower
How many suns
Can I squint to see
And moons can I
Watch for faces
“how do you trust your feelings if they can just dissapear?”
– blue valentine
blue valentine and blueberry green tea was the perfect combination for last night.
“So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know...”
– Stephen Chbosky; The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via yadearest)
“Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant. But it’s...”
– Remember Me.
im in a very mind wandering mood. wander with me? and tell me your wanders. I dont really know what im wandering about, cause my mind is empty and its never usually like that. Empty huh? yeah, but its a good empty. Its almost relaxing to have nothing going on there, but im still searching and trying to grab onto a thought or two. Im not used to you being that way. i know, im almost in a stare and...
sometimes i just want to sit in a box.
Perhaps this means I can finally be free of you. So why, why do I miss your voice, your dark affection? The schizophrenic alternation between your gentility and hostility should never have polluted me, and yet, I miss you, I miss the obsessive attention you granted me. I see now there is a life after you but there is no escape from my own greed, my own need to hear your voice again, my own want...
i want my very own old fashioned mail box, and i want a pen pal to go with it.
“I dont want my scars to dissapear the way everyone has dissapeared.”
i should probably start swearing by monster and vodka. it cured me.
I never existed at all
I never. Existed, at all.
I. Never existed. At all.
I never existed at: All.
I never, existed at all.
I; never existed; at all.
I never. Existed at all.
No, I was never here.