I'm nervous tonight my performance will be subpar...
I feel subpar.
Fuck if I know....

maybe thats what I really need to make some art.

When did the plot spiral downwards ( Read more... )

Since I'm here, I 'm queer... I bring you my first two published articles ( Read more... )

Brennan looks strikingly adorable right now ( Read more... )

Soy milk is best served with an aged kona brew, cooed in my ear by the lovely mister paul simon.Finite. Even a ceramic mug must know its sovereignty. I can't stand small talk. I'm terrible at it. Quite frankly when I'm left my own social recognizances I wind up babbling over the most histrionic subject matters known to mankind.Sleep patterns, ( Read more... )

I've been seeing the seasonal layers of a tulip paradigm where the sun breaks into speedy traffic lights, and its making my retinas spin. Lashing a la eyelids and the singsong churn of eyeballs' jelly alludes to an aroma of burning rubber, and then they liquidify... my eyes that is. Not the endless road. The road dreamt by accidents and collision. ( Read more... )

Be weary my fellow stenographers ( Read more... )

What happens to a fool without a town and city. Do we shatter or liquify like rock candy slipping down a sewer grate? Do we lose a punch and remain a long whispering sigh...what is there...endless decay. But is it love... could that be a village for village-less, and residency must be the welcome mat... the door that perpetually is beaten, and the ( Read more... )

The movies have ruined my idea of motivation...where's ambient noise...and wide panning shots of willow trees and clenched fists, yelps of love, pangs of remores met with even handed salvation and ideal sunlight, and windless running. I smell shampoo....and where's pop music ( Read more... )

The trees are rattling out my window. I don't know this appeals to me so, perhaps I only needed something new to say. They stopped, must have heard my whispers....damn nature ( Read more... )