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its been a long time.  such a long time that i know this is an empty place,  a nothing.  no expectation and no wonder.  like walking along late at night and singing loud, it is possible there is a listener on a porch somewhere but more than likely you are alone in your songs.  it is comforting.  like crossing the street and seeing someones eyes on ( Read more... )

there used to be so much documentation of things that WEREN'T going on, now when i get the urge to do it ( Read more... )

i hate using the internet in the library, its like shitting in public. i hadnt realized how seriously addicted i still am until rachel moved out and took her laptop with her. new roomates are like wading. can i do this? is this ok? on tiptoes all the time. its kind of fun though. i miss living with her but i think this is a change for the better ( Read more... )

in my dream i am watching the sun go down from my couch, it is getting dark and eerie in the house and i am thinking theres nothing else id rather do, but what a waste of day. in the dream i am holding you so tightly, i kiss you sloppy on your shoulder, the phone rings and i wake up. later i wake up for real, and i know it. ive built up defenses ( Read more... )

rough days.

ive been reading world war two books, maybe almost exclusively. ive been living out of my change jar. ive got lots of little somethings in my brain, i think theyre making me itchy. is that possible? im 20, im a licensed cosmetologist now. ive got work and im waking up into old things. i feel as though ive been in a coma. i want to wake up into ( Read more... )

its kind of like this


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found an old notebook at moms ( Read more... )