the blond god has fallen to untouchable vileness. con men don't change, they break, shatter--explosions of matter in cold interstellar space, drift away cosmic dust, leave the empty body behind.

i wish i had a pretty collar bone.

i went to bed around 6:00 this morning.
but i made a shirt.
( i like this music )

WOOHOO! small road trip to orange county today with annie and aimee. we're gonna be leaving around 4:00 or so in the afternoon but we'll be back around midnight. i get to meet annie's almost step-mom and almost step-brother. and we'll just hang out there for the rest of the night. it'll be good to get out of san diego for a bit ( Read more... )

an uneasiness takes you apart from yourself,
into a world where piles of insecurity
are draped in parallel lines across your face.

ashamed of contrived emotions,
moments of inabilities and feeling small
and rabid laughter, replacing confidence
leaves you vulnerable and silent.

I am in LOVE with FRANK SINATRA.

i went to lou's record store in encinitas yesterday. man, do i love that place.

( this is what i bought: )

things don't seem real anymore. i'm having trouble believing in anything. in my existencecanyouhearmycry. there has to be a reason for this all. don't hand it to me on a silver platter without telling me the ingredients. what exactly is my purpose? why must i suffer through the existence of too many bland days, only to have a few good days in ( Read more... )

i took a lot of pictures at the beach on the first day of the year. my picture host screwed with the contrast and brightness, though, so the colors don't look as vibrant as they really were.

here's one of the pier in imperial beach.

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so maybe i lied.
i am not content.