Every time she looks at the photograph from now on, she will think of one thing. One thing turns into three things, and then a thousand, until she remembers why she hated the picture in the beginning, and why she still can't stand the feeling it gives her when her eyes pass over the crooked teeth in the photo with the yellowing edges. She'll shove ( Read more... )

Forever will what I have to add to the writing tablet be cliché; the lines and letters play musical chairs and land where they want, until some warped form of order takes place. It appears that similar ideals perpetually repeat, and the arrangement of thought eventually fits itself into where it began and where it will resume. Amorality shows up as ( Read more... )

There are two words that come close to being able to accurately describe last night.

Those words are:
brilliant.
beautiful.

She sat in front of the mirror this morning, counting the insecurities and faults. Then, she realized that she has freckles that sparkle on her nose and cheeks, but only if you catch them in the light at just the right moment. Her face is always either insanely red or a dissatisfied green, which would most definitely hide the glow. Right now, it ( Read more... )

This is where you should say how great summer was, how you made so many new revelations about society, money, friendships, love, and above all, yourself. How everything is so clear, you don't need a girl/boyfriend to make you happy, and you're feeling refreshed and relieved to be starting out with a pseudo-clean slate tomorrow. Well, make me vomit ( Read more... )

She sits down, and shifts the gears from P to D and begins. Every Thursday night, she eats a salad. Balsamic Vinegarette dressing, on the side. Mother... mother eats from the bag of browning lettuce; the bag she's too busy to replace and too tired to care ( Read more... )

Falling asleep in class? Whoops! Those damn side-effects will get you every time! Just make sure you mention that you have emotional problems, and that if this is causing a classroom issue, then to contact your psychologist. That'll show 'em ( Read more... )

I can't find the right words to say this:

I think I'm currently the only person who really does have their life together right now.

It's easy, really, because all one must do to gain control of their life is nothing.

Drink up, darling. They abandoned you for good, and now the only contents of this newly-hollowed room are yourself and the bed. Their departure for the couch in a living room to get cozy left you feeling anything but. Drink, drink, drink until you can't feel your feet. The ones that fill those shoes. The green ones, you bought them with mother, ( Read more... )

My sleeping habits are getting out of hand.