sometimes i come here just to remember. to ground on where i am now vs. where i was back then. to remember what it was like to be so creative. to love language and music and people - new people. to be thin and tortured and virtually unencumbered by responsibility. to laugh a tiny bit about how devastating and dramatic life is when you're 23- ( Read more... )

there is something really wonderful about moving through life the way i do. awake, aware, alive. i have learned so much. i have changed so much.

i will be making a concerted effort to post here regularly. it's a creative outlet i've missed so much, and a community of friends i've missed even more. xo.

i am back now. at least i think i am.

if i had more to say, i'd say it. my life just keeps changing and all i really want to do is pack up every single thing i own and ship it to the moon. i've never needed a brand new start so badly. a brand new heart.

what'd you think you'd find here ( Read more... )

how did this happen? how did i end up here - with no one? all i do is sit around counting stars and memories and how many minutes i've been alone. and there are so many these days ( Read more... )

i will write until my hands cramp up or my fingers fall off. i will not be the first to fall or the last to know. i will not be duped because i know myself better than i let on. sometimes sometimes i get crazy. i go crazy. sometimes my mind plays tricks on me and i think - there's got to be something better than this. this constant waiting for the ( Read more... )

things are looking up.
that is all.

i've got nothing to say that i haven't said a million times before.

x

i am a mess of a girl most days
11 november 2007

all my friends say
that of course its gonna get better
gonna get better

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i moved. to a top-secret location. it is making people crazy, but i need some space, some privacy.

my papers were delivered here today. i am about to drink coffee and read them. life is good.