but what more is life than an unchartered sequence of joys and miseries naysayers be silenced for i have come to know god and have known her delicately intimately jealously i tasted her yesterday in a perfect peach succulent veluptuous soft flesh that burst forth juice that stuck inbetween the canyons of my fingers yes i have tasted her and she was ( Read more... )

and everyday there are guns in the street, and everyday there is death and birth. everyday there are crows and canaries and beasts that we can't even see crawling on our forefinger. waiting for wedding bands to be placed on other fingers, we get older. we dream. things don't get easier, as they say, as they tell us. we get older and start believing ( Read more... )

well hell, what happened?

i'm glad i still receive the occasional drunk dial.

i'm thinking about moving back down to florida. just to see where the wind blows me. because god knows its a black hole here, and not even the wind has a chance of going anywhere.

travis left his tommy hilfiger polo crumpled on your wooden dining room table and his scent stashed somewhere among your cotton sheets and pillows, while the pictures of other men mold in the closet and your sister cries for her lack of judgement. as her leaf necklace lays on your dresser and she screams for her lack of coordination. your side ( Read more... )

i'm going through some major life transitions. this is the happiest i have been in quite some time.

yes, i am proud of myself. I have an apartment, which i pay for all by myself, along with the bills. i have a car, which i pay for all myself, and i clean all myself, and i keep up with all myself. and i have a job, that i feel like i'm really close to losing, but thats more than you can show for yourself. and i make decent  money,enough to float ( Read more... )

i had been re-evaluating my life, and for better or for worse, i'd come to see myself as if through a microscope. and the people i surrounded myself with i saw through a goddam pinhole. so i stopped surrounding myself with things too large to black my view of the big picture. then all the people faded away, and i found myself getting stoned and ( Read more... )

 nuked, stale coffee and  1 month old cheez-its. god, i love and hate this place.

 i can tell myself this lethargy will lift when the weather is better, and by better i mean sunnier, but what did sunshine ever do for me? i'm  a creature of habit, and i've gotten in a horrible habit of sleeping all day until i have to work. and i really don't work all that hard, so what the hell am i doing all this sleeping over.

i just don't know anymore. i mean the days go on and on and i forget what i mean. whatever is going on with those plush little feathers in my brain. its all about dependency. on beautiful things like flushed cheeks and the way my best friends hair falls on them. how i miss them. how i already know how this will end. and god god god how i feel for ( Read more... )