How close, how close do you wanna be
to a ticking time bomb like me?The woman singing had a warbly voice that made me cringe slightly. Thankfully, the bad accoustics and the drunk guy fighting with the security guard at my side were drowning out the noise. I turned to my date, who was nodding rhythmically with his eyes closed. He had that pained ( Read more... )

More poetry churned out in an effort to not fall asleep in English class ( Read more... )

it's the same old sad ( Read more... )

From earlier today, in English class ( Read more... )

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I sink down low, through ether and antiquity, ideas thrown out the window, and thoughts no one dared to say aloud. I close my eyes and inhale, breathe, take inside me the traffic and muddled clouds and bursts of inspiration and heartfelt down-to-the-bone hardcore want of every soul who ever prayed to his God for a revolution of knowledge, ( Read more... )

Wings flowered up from his shoulder blades. His back muscles moved under his skin, taut and pained, and finally they exploded outward, sharply, into reality, a sticky horrible clump of bruised feathers. I imagined it was like watching a woman give birth. It was so beautiful, so grotesque, I looked away, and I regretted it that very instant ( Read more... )

The girl in the room across the hall from mine was throwing up after getting herself more drunk than she'd ever been before, slumped over, leaning against her door frame, making horrible noises. But I was the closest one, so I heard and saw her first. Her roommate was either passed out in the room behind her or out - I never saw her ( Read more... )

This emotional thing is getting old. There's more pain than not as far as I can see, so I understand when people slip into apathy. At least, I think that's depression. I read the symptoms of depression; they seem more like apathy than actual sadness: letting yourself waste away, stop grooming yourself, thinking about letting yourself die. It's ( Read more... )

Randomly, from 05/24/00, slightly edited for this blog (for crappiness). Still, I'm very sorry about the ending. I left that mostly unedited, and it's still awful (or at least, horribly abrupt). Anyway, here ( Read more... )