i'm round, round the edges. shorter than tall, move small for a large personality. i am loud about everything but me, truly. i'll hide and judge, call you obscenities, while me, myself am the same fucking thing. but this hypocrisy is just me, like everybody, and i can't help these tendancies. i can't drink, i turn pink so i stand awkwardly at ( Read more... )

"you send the mixiest signals ( Read more... )

im sleepy and my mind seems set on destruction. hello, goodbye. frame by frame we dissect each others' lives. my life with you is circular thoughts. patterns, repeating tesselations. love, hate. complex, simple. we sit there usually and barely say anything to one another at these moments. just let the thick air pass between us. hot, sticky, breath ( Read more... )

unattainable like the clouds. untainted. no baggage. it makes me laugh to think how confused everyone is. people: territorial. cringing jealousy makes me grind my teeth. aye, you cannot deny your past. it creeps up on you like a lion in the wild. there was this girl once ...we were friends once... we were sane... once, possibly, probably not even ( Read more... )

im quiet. im not sure if I look right. quite right. white. like this page. and my eyes hurt. my inner monologue ceased to exist four hours ago. i was sitting there and a guy with a wooden machete comes up to us and starts talking and im thinking "what the fuck is this guy doing here" and i whisper to my best friend "i want to fucking leave" because ( Read more... )

just me and liz and im just laying there. it's too hot to move, and my life is too sticky. i tell her i don't understand people the way i thought i did. or rather as it turns out, i suppose i wasn't as truly cynical as i should have been. good and bad people don't exist. theyre one in the same character. our bumps and brushes with others in our ( Read more... )

dear child doused in darkness like your willingness to be kind ( Read more... )

what makes anything most sensational is fear. fear of losing control, fear of being confined, fear of loss, fear of consequence, of responsibility, of wealth, of tiny spaces. fear of the dark, fear of losing ones mind. the list goes on and on and yet... we all still yearn for fear. risk. throw ourselves deep into the darkness for hope. for love. ( Read more... )

she's tugging me along like a kite on a string. free sailing, i am. quiet and unabashedly happy when she tug, tug, tugs me along. sometimes she lets me go and i sail away, following any current that picks me up, but sometimes she tugs so hard i come crashing in the grass below, the ocean below, the rocks, below. and i wait for her to pick me up ( Read more... )

This was a question in a University of Washington chemistry exam:

"Is hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?  Support your answer with proof."  Most students wrote about Boyle's law: gas cools off when it expands and heats up when it is compressed.  However, one student wrote this:

First, we need to  know how the mass of ( Read more... )