Our friendship is difficult, as to hiss and yawn at the same time, as to distinguish colors in darkness, as to pin a medal on a shadow.

Even if it will self destruct-

You two make me cry.

(like my lichtenstein picture)

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Thou great star! What would be thy happiness if thou hadst not those for who thou shinest!

Hey my friends,You are wonderful.
I love you, I am eternally yours.

I find myself in grave disagreement with the policies governing the lives of many people dear to me. And I am finding certain truths that I have either been too ignorant or negligent to ever notice before. But so it is. I am nothing better. I have no ground to stand on but that which I've dug for myself ( Read more... )

It makes so much sense to me, the sense of an unoriginal thought. I have no claim to it. In my defense I can at once claim so many things. I can defeat myself, which is nice. A moments consolation. I write to myself. This is now something new. It only takes a week for me to fall into something. Falling. Landing. The focus is mine. I've found ( Read more... )

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I want someone level to talk to about nothing and everything again. I don't have that. That direct correlation between understanding and sharing, it just kind of sucks lately. Not to say I'm needy or lifeless, I just don't have it. I don't have a group of friends that I consider suited. There's love, yes, but not suitability, and that keeps it from ( Read more... )