The thunder and lightning begins the moment I leave my house. I walk in the whipping wind to the ice cream shop, where I sit on the step to wait for Evan. The ache has fixed itself in the very back of my throat, that area where, with slight modifications of posture and anatomy, you can create extra space beyond your precious life-saving saliva- ( Read more... )

alas, my love, you do me wrong ( Read more... )

My non-boyfriends seem to be dating each other. Every time I speak to one of them, he mentions the other. I can go downtown and find them there, trouble personified, kicking through the streets together with homemade booze in their bloodstreams and mischief behind their eyes. And they are trouble. The one with bottles lining his hallway still has ( Read more... )

Upon noticing that all 3 of us were wearing longsleeved shirts with t-shirts over them:
Ty: Haven't you heard? It's 1996 again.
jB: No wonder I broke up with my girlfriend!
Me: No wonder I feel this way! I'm 14! That explains SO MUCH.

...but I can't help it, I can't help it. It sneaks up on me when I least expect it, in the shower, walking down the hallway at school. I just start thinking about law school, about losing myself in years of infuriating situations, manipulation, and the mind-fuck that language can be. I just start thinking about precedent, or jurisdiction, and it ( Read more... )

just kidding!
but no. i would be your punching bag, in case you need one. i love you that much. i would give that much to you. i've spat blood before, it's no big deal.
it's a shitty world, we're doing alright.

New Years Resolutions ( Read more... )

and I quote ( Read more... )

Not much is new. Supposedly it is winter in New England, and I almost forgot how to braid my hair left-handed ( Read more... )

about 30 seconds after the last book club participant leaves:
"You want to have some ice cream?"
"You want to bake, like, A cookie?!"