numb. except there's a shooting pain in my shin & my left ear itches just a little bit. i can still taste the mocha frappochino bar i ate. comfort food, when you just need a way to fill up that empty space. that hole in your chest that seems to go a little deeper than the rest. hollow. hear that echo? the sound of your fist making contact as you ( Read more... )

you are who you love, not who loves you. simple, yet true. and it got me thinking, here i am dwelling in desperation, feeling like i can't give my self worth proper validation without the approval of another fallible human being ( Read more... )

marilyn monroe once said that all little girls should be told they are pretty, even if they're not. & i think there's some truth in that. the attitudes you grew up with come back to haunt you in the most peculiar ways, twisted and tongue tied into your own traits, peeking out under layers when certain triggers are present to remind you that the ( Read more... )

you shoot the moon & miss completely. a calm had settled over the grounds of last winter, the sky so still that a shooting star would wake the world in an instant. i was buried deep beneath three feet of snow those months, the weight actually forcing the ground below me to cave to fit the slope of my back. crushed, your heart is always first to ( Read more... )

do you believe in possibility? because determinism always seemed far too futile to me. after all, we only regret things that could have turned out differently. yet i still expect to find clarity and some grand finale where closure is a familiar face. oh we are greedy beings, constantly hungry for the next sensation, another set of burning, ( Read more... )