i am bottling stories up & i am sitting them on the window for when you come. youll sit with me & read them all aloud; i'll be lying on the floor silent mouthing your words.

what's an irish man's name that when read would make you think, oh. he must be lovely. first, middle, & last or any combination thereof.

now i'm missing how people talk so slow. all those words almost being pulled out.

i'm so bored i've started im-ing my roommate. and he's asleep. i probably need to get out of the house more.

ode to boredom, in haiku form but not following haiku rules
oh boredom you have
not done a thing for me yet
save put me to sleep.

top five reasons i blow massive donkey balls- i didnt smile back at the nice person who smiled at me in the aisle at the thrift store, due to horrible shy, weirdness overcoming me, which isnt at all unusual ( Read more... )

if you liked orange pineapple juice, youll love orange pineapple banana juice.

please oh please let the ups man come tomorrow, please oh please let the ups man come tomorrow so i dont have to use jasons computer anymoooooorrreeeeeee.

cross all fingers, toes, and any other crossable thing.

today i rode the bus alone for the first time in my life & i didnt puke or pass out or jump out the window ( Read more... )

bored with everything only halfway here forgive me if i stare ive been falling down a lot lately my brain keeps running things together i cant keep up with anything

o hello cant you hear what im not saying anymore?

o holy holy your lips keep moving but not a sound will reach my ears i cannot think to tell you recall remember i cannot think to say so i sit silently with my face red hot and toes curled deep into feet i think there could be someone there out there that i could just look at and hey! you know what i mean im just looking at you kid we dont have to ( Read more... )