I ate the whole brownie mountain, good for nothing.

I like this labyrinth of words.

I'm crippled by nostalgia and I can't sleep. It's music's fault.

No, I guess I didn't have as much to say as I thought.

I'm at work and I'm reading this thing that nobody has touched in years ( Read more... )

wasting away, like plump little fruits plucked from the tree of evil and left on the ground to rot until we swim past in vast canoes and slide our sharp toes across and slice them all to pieces ( Read more... )

One of the scariest moments of my entire life was the time I thought I had accidentally killed my youngest sister ( Read more... )

oh man.

I just want to fall apart.

So, I'm an angry person lately ( Read more... )

My brain is floating in a river, and I don't know where the rest of me is supposed to be.

It'll all be okay. It will all be okay.

What do I do next?

I need to act. Or not act.

But I do know that when I'm in the situation, it's mine and I have to take charge if this is ever going to happen.

This applies to so many aspects of my life right now.

I'm feeling all spinny and dazed and giddy and probably somewhat manic,

and it's w o n d e r f u l