Nerf nights are the best nights!

our upstairs people galumph!

hush... still your throats, oh wolves that were once Wolf (as is the way for all who lost the ways of Gods to become many). I have heard your howls, and though I do not know your name, I know that the moon once loved you and you left her among the love-lost stones still warm with your lies. You drove the moon mad when you were still a God. Both ( Read more... )

and I go blah blah blah into the empty with no echoes blah blah blah blah blah shutup.

I guess tomorrow exists...I just don't want it to

I saw a girl sitting on her porch with a baseball bat- tapping it with a jar of nail polish-experimenting with different sounds and rhythms. daw.

Before the naming of things, the world was wild and boundless. That which would become Rabbit was as likely to hunt that which would become Fox as to flee from it. That which would become Tree was as likely to walk like that which would become Man as to tangle its branches against the sun. That which would become Man was as likely to fly like ( Read more... )

there are so many things in the world that I don't quite want to bother to do ( Read more... )

I sometimes like the whirr and thumps and creaks of being surrounded by human life. It's kind of a friendly sound.
My housemates are away, so I'm being all cleany and bustley without worrying them and making them feel like they have to clean and bustle too.

what can I fill my eyes with and yet still see past to live ( Read more... )