Me: So...what do you do at night?
Him: I sit on top of the roof, watch the sunset, and write.
Me: Beautiful.
Him: The best.
Me: I want to write a book. I want to call it "100 Sunsets".
Him: What will it be about?
Me: I'm not sure...I just plan to watch the sunset for 100 consecutive nights, and see what I write about.
Him: You know every time I watch the ( Read more... )

Such a beautiful lie.
Yes, sir  - but will she succumb?

"Well don't worry baby now,
It won't be long,
Once the hunger start taking you in,
Before you know it,
You will be gone, gone, gone..."

I met this very strange boy on Sunday.
He said he lost his spirituality when he saw a human dissection. 
He told me that when they got the brain, he couldn't look away.
He wanted to see if there was anything special about the brain.
There was a long pause before his eyes met mine and he said, "but there was nothing."
"And that's when I lost it. The ( Read more... )

If I were a_________ I'd want to be a ( Read more... )

I feel myself turning into some kind of hyperevolved chesire cat.
My nerves are shot but I am not and so on and so forth and so long...

This past month I affirmed many things about me, my life, and the way I wish to live it.
There are some freaks in this world.
What I am astounded by constantly is how obscure normality seems to me.
Because most people ( Read more... )

There has to be more to your master plan for me.
I know this isn't going to stay like this forever.
It's silly to even think that things wouldn't ever evolve into something...more.
But I can't help thinking: what has she got that I don't?
I'm sitting by myself, morosely, on a bench in the park.
Sweet melancholy is hugging me as if to remind me that it's ( Read more... )

Who is  up for starting a Twilight bookclub?!!?!!

Have you ever done something so out of character, that you felt like you were having an out of body experience? 
I did something something so not me;
improper and unsuitable for the standards I hold myself to.
I knew this information before, during, and after the fact.

I can already feel my mind working to supress the memory.
To make it like it never ( Read more... )

I do not want you to like me.