scared. should have gone to bed an hour ago. why am i awake? why are you doing this? why are you so quiet? what did i do? where will my friends be?

what i want in a man:
wit
sense of humor
intelligent
interest in reading
interest in news
interest in math
awkward
tall
good teeth

about it...

The first day of band camp was always the longest day in August. Year after year, I remember hitting the alarm clock a few times before forcing myself to get out of bed at 6 am, 4 hours before the time Dawson’s Creek reruns aired on TBS, the time my body had been accustomed to waking up for the past two and a half months. It meant drowsily ( Read more... )

melancholy

don't let your shame bring you down my daughter ( Read more... )

I think I've pinpointed the problem. If I stop listening to beautiful love songs, I'll stop wanting to fall in love with you.

Damn.

For as long as I can remember, I have valued my identity as a woman more than anything else on this planet. I’ll admit, I wondered what it would feel like to pee out of a penis when I was four, but ever since, I’ve approached life with an intuitive sense of strength for which I have Mother Nature to thank ( Read more... )

Whenever I open up my Macbook, this crazy, bright array of pictures my brother Evan and I took of ourselves opens up as my background. Apple people who invented Photobooth call the effect Pop-Art, but anyways, the pictures are nothing short of charming and bring back memories from when we were laughing our heads off as we shamelessly threw our own ( Read more... )

do you know what it feels like to miss someone you really, really love? it hurts, it’s this pain that builds up inside of you, and throughout the day, while you’re showering, running, reading, all you can do is think about that person. you don’t necessarily wonder what they’re doing or where they’re going, but you just think about them. their ( Read more... )

Babies cry when they want something. Their tears are the human ego’s unconscious roar before their little delicate souls even have a chance to counteract through silence. But what about teenagers? And when does a child’s thirst for objects, attention, people turn into the much often ignored wishes of an adullt? Is there a proper balance between ( Read more... )