I feel like my semester so far has consisted of me sitting in the back of Black Mamba's trunk and getting each limb severed off, one at a time. The only way I can spare any of them is to figure everything out. That's impossible, though. So I lost both arms and legs, and I'm sitting (which is all I can really do) in the hospital draped in a white ( Read more... )

I would race you anytime,and steal the daylight from your eyes. Somehow you never knew that things change and so do you. Still I would race you anytime. Fool around, trick your eye. Some dreams still hunt you down, and you thought we just fooled around. There were pictures from the past, and there were memories that did not last. Don't you ever do ( Read more... )

I almost got hit and killed by a car today on my way to work. Since I now feel so insignificant, I'll pretend that I'm a ghost for the rest of my life. Haha.

Sometimes I wish my head was made of soft clay so I could change how it looked. So I could change a lot of things about me.

I like to organize things into colors. But when the colors fade or become putrid it can be very difficult.

There's so much more to the world than sitting in a classroom and pretending you care. Last night at Epic the infamous frog tranny was sitting at a small circular table by the window. Cameron and I needed an extra chair for our table. We asked him if anyone was using his extra chair, then he gestured over at it with his eyes. On top of the chair ( Read more... )

God this is stupid. I don't want to write about this. But I lost "it" on Sunday. On my way to his house my car was making these noises- like bells. I thought a bolt was going to pop off my tire and I was going to flip over like a pancake and crash into a ditch full of dry light brown shrubs. Then I realized how fucking awesome it would be to die on ( Read more... )

Never trust an obese diabetic that gives you trail mix. This happened. The trail mix consisted of huge globs of raisins dipped in white chocolate and chocolate chips. Maybe there was some dried fruit in there, and if there was, they were definitely the Jews in this edible Holocaust. She told me she eats this shit all the time cause its "healthy". ( Read more... )

When I was little I used to chew up saltine crackers and spit them out. Then I would flatten them with my palms and make pancakes for my Barbie dolls.

I hope my mom gets eaten by a large gray mouse.