i missed a day. i really meant to make it.
one sorry sentence for every day i've passed. it's the least i could come up with. a full day of living reduced to a single statement, an empty shell waiting to be filled with a little noise.
white noise
static.
what a wretched concept. static. stagnant. still.
i will heat up heat up heat up.

it doesn't belong to me anymore. it's cold and unfamiliar.
i have nothing to say, sadly. i find no inspiration in pages that are too white, too cold, turning blue. i miss an old friend who has only caused me harm.
today is the same day yesterday was. i'm under 24 hours away.

i wish i would write everday. everyday something to read one year from today exactly. there are t h r e e h u n d r e d a n d s i x t y f i v e good reasons why i can live without you ( Read more... )

no one is here to pay attention to me.
i typically pretend to refuse all dues anyway. here i am, getting what i want.

criticism is neccessary, as i continue to make mistakes similar in nature to their predecessors.
it's unfortunate but inevitable. i will fight against the undertow with its grip on my heels. if i grit my teeth tight enough nothing will slip in or out. my tongue in it's proper place.

i am a library ( Read more... )

i care i care i care i care ( Read more... )

for some reason, today the word update reminds me of the word reload ( Read more... )

everytime i read the word update i hear underrate in my mind ( Read more... )

there is nothing to say at times. those are the times when the most is said, at least on my end, i could never pretend that it was that important ( Read more... )