sobre lobos y jaulas ( Read more... )

Just found something I wrote my first semester at umass, and I didn't know it then, but now i see it's about how i was never meant to go to school. fuck. it was a prophecy i missed ( Read more... )

the unmistakable timbre of a Jazzmaster hits me like a brick wall of soundmemory.
but i smile and keep my eyes open, and it is so good to see and hear a powerful woman fuckin killin it on that thing.
shred, sister, shred.

dancing alone is more fun than anyone gives it credit for.

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i have been told that moths eat fear ( Read more... )

so I’m looking at the clock and it says it’s 5:38 and I’m hurrying to finish “brief interviews with hideous men” by david foster wallace (cite properly later) so that i can follow through with my plan, which is ( Read more... )

sometimes i feel like there's a tar pit inside me, deep in, some inescapable black stickiness that swallows endangered species and carries their fossils around forever.

hi new friends.
im happy.

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