Reading over all of this I seem like such a bleak person. I don't think I represent myself very well here on the interwebs...

I really just cannot shake the feeling that we are doing it all wrong.

A quick public service announcement.

Pirates did NOT wear makeup.

I am moving into an amazing apartment over the next few days. Be jealous..

adulthood is smiling when your insides have turned to ash. i was an island of melancholoy in a vast ocean of joy. i am sorry to say that it may be hurricane season in this sector.

Someone near to me said that Beauty is pain. I supose it is but only in that pinched and painted way that women have, and that is just an enhancement (or smothering) of what is already beautiful ( Read more... )

When I met her she lived in a house made of plain unvarnished wood or it was perhaps built of yarn of every color. We sat at her coffee table and looked at her collection of worries. She keeps them in a blueglass mason jar that she keeps in her window. She is strange and wonderful and I feel exasperated by my inability to comunicate what I know ( Read more... )

"would you say that to most christians, the fear of going to hell motivates good behavior more than a desire to go to heaven? i would never condone a good outcome if it was brought about by fear."

if any human suffering has ever been prevented by fear I am all for it. never is a dang big word.

i went for a walk to clear my head and to prepare my legs for the coming assault. when they are strong i will make my lungs strong ( Read more... )

i want to take a folding knife to the thick pulseing vein of human consciousness and the all-authorative selfassertion that what has been should be and saw away. the blood that would spill forth would taste of milk and honey and would spring to life so much. it is ofcourse beyond any of us to do that. we cannot change people. this society that ( Read more... )