remember that society puts too much emphasis on "college". you should strive for an experience rather than simply an education, you should understand that no matter where you go, or what dorm you live in, you will spend some time crying in your new room and some time laughing too, that there is no place in the world that will prevent you from ( Read more... )

i come from brown hair and green eyes, one of two blonde haired blue eyes bundles of joy, from a brown house with a flowering tree in the front yard, from the days spent each april collecting wilted petals that fell to the floor, from stuffed animals that each had a name, birthdate, and deep dark secret, from dinner plates with the seperations to ( Read more... )

do reality and fantasy overlap? every border borders another, and i'm just asking for a location so i can place one of my feet on each side and hold on for the rest of my life ( Read more... )

soundtrack to my life
Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music? - High FidelityOpening Credits: dar williams - after all or jewel - barcelona ( Read more... )

it should have healed by now. i suppose i didn't take proper care, i suppose i let the raw air of indifference take its toil against the surface, i suppose i let regret fester until it infected every inch of the wound you left in me. and i picked, dug my dirty fingernails in deep trying to reach the tenderness that i knew was buried under layers of ( Read more... )

i read the lovely bones in a matter of hours. & already i can't sit still and want nothing more than to go to barnes & noble. so i think it's time for a reading list, informal, and updated frequently, of the books ( i've read, will read, and want to read )

green t-shirts from t-ball days with acryllic paint stains and fuzzy lucky number sevens on the back make the sexiest pajamas on crisp summer evenings. long bare carefully shaven legs are delicate treats when you tangle them in silk sheets ( Read more... )

( everyone should go see finding nemo. (cinematherapy) )

i keep seeing my past lying out on picnic tables juxtaposed with mid-july red hot concrete. bins of photographs and volumes of scribbled memories, given away like charity to anyone with the time & patience to attempt to find something that glimmers in the mass of broken hearts, bad days, and hormonal imbalances. nearly nineteen years of living and ( Read more... )

the banana tree didn't belong in my backyard in new jersey & i think that's precisely why i liked to sit under it during the days that didn't belong to either summer or spring. i always had this horrible habit of wanting beautiful things out of context, like a snowflake in june or a clear sunny day at the beach in january. i wanted you that way too ( Read more... )