you know, as much as I am thoroughly enjoying my new cell phone ( Read more... )

I effing love christmas ( Read more... )

*glows*

• a scanner darkly dvd
• little miss sunshine (even though I have yet to see it) dvd
• one of those nice tote bags/large purses you can just throw all your crap in, large enough to fit a change of clothes, yet doesn't look like you're carrying your life with you (in black leather)
• a dramatic haircut that looks stellar
• more snow

the bed that isn't made, the broken window shade
the radiator's on, I loved you along
but I can see it now, you always tell me how
I could do so much better
you said it in your letter

I stay awake at night after we have a fight
I'm writing poems about you, and they aren't very nice
I didn't mean to yell, I said I couldn't tell
I only grabbed your wrist
or ( Read more... )

those summer years, we'd follow them
in light of day, in light of us
we'll see it through when they're playing our song
those summer years have long since gone

throw your arms around my neck and whisper softly
of a thing that we will get
I'm asking you
let your diamond bracelet fall over the ice age

let's just live. I want to live through this.
I want to ( Read more... )

so we came second in Provincials.
I love it.
losing sucked, but it happens


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oh goodness
what a flipping riot.
one broken bowl, one tagged counter, several eggs on the sidewalk (wtf?) and many red cups later
I would say that it was a successful event.

man. I really don't know what to think anymore.

I'm walkin' on sunshine, waahhahhhoh

not really.
but this sunshine is making some things look better
and exposing some things for how they really are.
fuck meng. this party had better be good.

you look like home when my eyes are closed
well-worn and faded, like a beloved book bleached by the sun
shining through the grubby panes of glass onto my page
as flecks of dust and memories of you cloud my vision and perplex my senses.
unlike the dirt, we together were once pure.

while contemplating our erosion, I glance at the doorway
anxious for a ( Read more... )