Barefoot in the shallow creek
I grabbed some stones from underneath
And waited for you to speak to me

And the silence, it became so very clear
That you had long ago disappeared
I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn't play like it did in my mind

is it all worth it? it's such a familar strain.
I think i lost something very important.

It's 6:51 a.m., I have yet to go to bed. Everyone else is asleep in the apartment, but I can hear that I'm not the only one awake in the city.

Halloween, the day of the dead. Feelings spent way too long underneath finally haunt me. Wake up, wake up. Realism vs. romanticism, an everyday conflict. You may believe in something that isn't true, but ( Read more... )

"Where art thou?
I've dressed up this canvas skin; Painted something colorful just for you.
Self-inflicted surgery is now routine.
It erases all traces of faces we have all known; We have all owned."

Mid semester already? The cool weather wakes me up and cures most of my hangovers. My triple is now a double, not bad. Thursday-Saturday and sometimes ( Read more... )

'As Zeuxis wrote (so wise and full of phrases)
"New love will often chase away the old."
Remember, circumstances alter cases.
Self-preservation, we are always told,
Comes first; the fires of passion will turn cold
By course of nature; since it was casual pleasure,
You can forget about it at your leisure.

-G. Chaucer, Troilus and Criseyde

...before ( Read more... )

Summer's hot and cool

Crazy past two weeks.
The first week I drank every night in the basement of roberts, lots of wineeee. 
Lincoln park, ducks and drums, drinking sangria on the beach in newport, then roger williams.
I was extremely sick over the weekend, missing 4/20, but I don't care. I'm going through that stage again.
I got better after a lot of sleep and gatorade, ( Read more... )

 FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
FOLLOW YOUR HEART.

i am.

Thirty seven days left til summer vacation. Weekends start on thursday.


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Imagine how many thoughts you actually think of in a day. What were you thinking when you were in the shower today, or two years ago while you were tripping on mushrooms. I wish I could return to those thoughts at any time. With thoughts come recovered emotions. Erin and I discussed this one day.

My thoughts have been all over the place lately. I ( Read more... )