i cannot comprehend the number of pages i have cranked out this semester
i cannot see the way through the next thirty-something

i can see how all of this will make for a long, long nap in the great northwest...

i have a charming, kitschy apartment decorated in Jesus(s) that smells like Christmas time ( Read more... )

i love this song. i can't help it.  i will never stop thinking it's completely sweet, even when it's just made of Shakira twirling her blonde hair all over the place. it's just so sweet! and kinda fun, i think. and a little bit.... Shania twain. and that's ok with me :)

You're a song
Written by the hands of god
Don't get me wrong cause
This might ( Read more... )

almost one
trying to start my homework
wishing that salty corn food wasn't sooooo damn yummy

wishing people would walk up to me and fall in love, the way i do
wishing my feet weren't abhorrent places of doom-hurt
wishing i was not the way i am

i am a constant stream of verbal expression
my head is a blender full of sounds and colors
my heart is somewhere ( Read more... )

to learn to live in the present.

there is no future
there is no past
i live this moment as my last

i can't control
my destiny
i trust my soul, my only goal
is just to be

for me, it's not the future weighing me down but my over-distillation of the past.
yes? no? can't tell.  but it's hard, living between times and places and people without continuum...
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Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho,
thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
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ducks in a row

pack bags

change scene

let go

start again

conserve

live

learn

reflect

converse

share

grow

shed

stretch

travel

go

go

go

keep moving

drink coffee

breathe mornings

memorize sunsets

chill the fuck out

be done.

it's not ( Read more... )

whenever i mess up ( Read more... )

i have SO much shit to do ( Read more... )