Months pass by like minutes and the summer is almost at a close. When the sun sets at night I can feel autumn peeking over the horizon line. The dampness of summer is making way for the cold and frost of fall and eventually the trees will begin to decay in front of us. I am feeling ready for this coming school year. My course selection was ( Read more... )

Why should I care that people think I'm snooty?

I suppose that I am. Can I find a way to spin that around into something positive?

What I have so far for this summer's list:

- make mosaic
- learn to use Rob's sewing machine and make garments 
- read The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime 
- buy a bigger and better sketch book to make ( Read more... )

Not allowed to miss.

Access denied. The window of facebook is closed. Friendship status not annulled, however, tagged photos are inaccessible. Just the little bit of passive aggression I half-expected to find once I found the courage to creep. And boy, how I bet that conscious act felt good at that moment, just because she knew I'd try and fail at a ( Read more... )

Skipping out on the drag king show last night left me feeling a tad bit guilty. I know she likes to attend that party on Wednesday nights and she stayed home with me because I wasn't interested in going. Why wasn't I interested in going? I didn't want to see various people, didn't feel like expending the energy on conversation in a really loud ( Read more... )

 I've always been fascinated yet repulsed by breasts. From my earliest memories, I recount the same push and shove reaction whenever bare breasts enter my line of vision. Nipples and areolas, all nub-like and varying in shapes, colours, sizes. I could not decipher what exactly drew me to them as a child, nor why I felt guilt when viewing the nude ( Read more... )

ch-ch-ch-ch
glad she gained the weight. duff with meat. marketed belle. 
but the focal point has changed, so it seems. it would appear as if we share a similar love.

now if only I could accomplish some social networking to that degree.

remove the caution tape from the mouth of the bridge. dust off the ol' tin-can telephones because she's picking up the receiver to holler on over. needs versus wants. idle threats wrapped up with a bow, decorated with laughter. life expired but for a solid "no". the bridge collapses once the hand is dealt, the play out-bidded. want but cannot ( Read more... )

 The tears won't come. The rain will fall before my tears do.
My day is cut out for me, still I cannot bring myself to stop staring blankly at the wall.
So this is what a broken (heart) feels like. Is it?

Is this just immense guilt?

Does it even matter. It doesn't. I have to expel these words from my body or they will burn a hole through my gut. I ( Read more... )

 It's a bitter evening outside, the winds are whipping a chill around that's rather fierce. I have to work at the nightclub tonight until 6 in the morning. I don't mind spending time in the dungeon of happy-fun times at coat check. I feel like using my body. It'll be worth the money, regardless. And yes, I so badly need money after this Christmas ( Read more... )

 Julia dressed me up for New Years. I didn't trust myself to put together an ensemble. I'll be sure to take a photograph to show my mother. She always wanted a girly girl. I've waited to wear the dress that I bought myself in New York. I'll be bringing the nostalgia and the positive vibes from Brooklyn with me in the streets of Toronto. Out of my ( Read more... )