she had desire written on her cherry lips as she dipped her biscotti into her coffee. one dunk for every half inch. i hadnt been counting but i hoped she noticed.

for the record that line was in my saved drafts.

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i saw him walking up the street. it was different watching him walking up to me, because by this point he always seem to be walking away from me. our love was like watching a candle melt. our love was like watching glass crack and then break. shatter. our love was like sparklers burning your fingers because you fucking needed to watch it sparkle. ( Read more... )

my hair is blonde. i have been using the same coffee cup for the past six days. i never finish the cup from the previous day, so i have to wash the ring from previous days coffee in order to pour more in. lately i will only drink black or very sweet coffee. unless you are bringing it to me, it tends to be the sweet variety. the theatre company i am ( Read more... )

i've grown skins, they are layered. toughened. impossible to puncture. i don't feel anything anymore. it's sad. i feel everything, always. i don't know the difference between the two. i thought this could be something, you didn't feel the same.

disposable. how to stop before it starts?

I don't want to take pills to make me sane. I don't want to drink alcohol to make me sane. I don't want to kiss lips that do not belong to me. I don't want to forget you. I don't want you to forget me. I don't want to grow old. I don't want to attempt it any more. I don't want to have to feel time. I don't want to be sane anymore. I'm sick of ( Read more... )

last night we drank half-shots of tequila to pace ourselves but finished the whole bottle in moments. everything is moments. you were on top of me and i was on top of you and we were woven together for moments and tongues and caresses and lies and lies and so many wonderful delicious lies that we tell each other. last night i touched your breast ( Read more... )

the lovely smell of wood-smoke in the air made me feel thicker amongst the clouds. fire fire everywhere. i saw you dancing there, beer in your hand, the blue of the ocean in your eyes. i felt the romance. you looked at me through the fire, and I guess that is how you will always see me; aflame ( Read more... )

sometimes there are words in my head from someone else. they are hidden very carefully though. i have been coming to the website four weeks or maybe less than that since i last posted, hoping that something would come through my fingertips from my brain. their is a peace in the words that is allowed inside of myself when i get something out into ( Read more... )

this is an attempt to make something happpen. my fingertips are moving on their own and i am not controlling them them them them. it is all just spilling out of me. i can feel nothing. i cannot feel anything. i feel everything all at once. my waist is three inches too big today. tomorrow it will be something else. tomorrow will not happen for you ( Read more... )

tonight i feel lonely and i have lots of work to do. tonight i feel lonely. lonely night, lonely night. i do not know what i want. who i want. if i want anything or one at all. maybe to go somewhere and be alone, somewhere far. far far away, where i do not know anyone. somewhere sleepy. somewhere long, somewhere far, some where. maybe somewhere ( Read more... )