So I'm driving in my car at 10p.m., jamming to Kelly Clarkson, with my arm inside this huge condom. - Me to Anna. don't ask ( Read more... )

i had a dream that i met a man and he told me he loved me. then he started hitting me. but he didn't leave and he apologized and i forgave him because that's what i do. and it seemed better than being alone. it actually felt safer than being alone. i was crumbling.

then i woke up. and i felt like my future was staring me in the face.

i am

definitely my favorite description of my poetry thus far...

a post-coital swim

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It's weird thinking about throwing out furniture and stuff. Like my undergrad life is expiring.

I'm glad I'm keeping the futon. Lots of different people have got it on on that thing. haha.

Today I went to Barnes and Noble in Midland and spent too much money. Something about buying a large amount of new books makes me feel safe though. As if it promises me some place to escape to for a significant amount of time. Some of the books I have already read, but felt it was time to add them to my collection. This also gives me a sense of ( Read more... )

I made a poem blog so I'd have one specific place where I post my poems.

butterflower

Went over to Steve's last night. I helped him find black olives at the grocery store. Apparently boys don't know they are in the condiment isle. There was a revolving air-purifier that looked like Slash on Conan. Sasha licked my elbow all night cause I stopped petting her and wanted to go to sleep ( Read more... )

"I'll rinse off your Monkey."

- Kyla quote of the day, while her, Anna, and I were all huddled in the downstairs bathroom growing safari animals.

I just ate entirely too much strawberry applesauce. At least it wasn't cookies or something ( Read more... )