.wordless.

It tends to be quite a unique feeling, when your own wordlessness pushes you to speak.  When you have said the same words over and over in your own head, that they fall flat when…

Because it is really not thoughts, is it?  It’s not the words that travel.  You live feeling to feeling and intangible bodily sensations that fall to names ( Read more... )

nobody broke your heart
you broke your own because you can't finish what you start
nobody broke your heart
you broke your own because you can't finish what you start
nobody broke your heart
you broke your own because you can't finish what you start
nobody broke your heart
if you're alone it must be you that wants to be apart

-Elliott Smith

I have suspended my cell phone.  I don't have any money.  For Yugoslavia.  For Credit cards.  For Eric.  Tuition is not paid for this last year.  I can't get my marks or register for classes, or even declare.  I need another job.  There will be no trip this year.  Even though I secretly hope that somehow it will just happen.  I don't get to see my ( Read more... )

I am nowhere.  You fucks.  Don't look.  Don't look.  Don't look.  Don't look.  Don't look ( Read more... )

I had a dream last night that Brent all of a sudden showed up for a visit. Then I found out that the only reason he had come was to tell me that in his professional opinion I should really get this new kind of $45 brain surgery - and then he was off to Poland to see Jets to Brazil with some chick.  I woke up really mad.   

So, I'm at work right.  At work for a measly minimum wage shit job.  And there goes another weekend, and there goes another day, and here come more people, and yes I can get more coffee, no I don't mind sliding under the bathroom stall to unlock it from the inside because some fuck thought it would be funny to make me lie down on the pissed on ( Read more... )

SHUT UP

"By hatchet heads and hammer handles and the howling harlots of Hell, you are the most incompetent IDIOT I have ever encountered, sir!  You are LOWER THAN A SNAKE'S CUNT, sir!  If my dog had a face like yours, sir, hanged if I wouldn't shave his ARSE and teach him to walk backwards!!!"

- General Washington as reported by Private James Moon of A ( Read more... )

Ai ai - I hurt

Thursday night was the first night of celebration this weekend.Magali, Wen and I were joined by Courtney - and enjoyed some swing jazz, strawberry fondue, cigarettes, wine, and other drinks.  Drunk Italians are brilliantly funny. And sad lonely drunk boys are funny too - but in their own right.

Friday after work was time for the ( Read more... )

Begin counting how many things you have to take for granted so that your existence may persist.