your hair is all snowy
is it?

i always try to not lie.

i can't stop reading my fortune. "your mind is both clear and discriminatory" every cookie i crack open that hurts my teeth but you have to eat the cookie or else it won't come true
my teeth hurt all the time
crunching sugar so i know the truth

to day i worked for about nine hours in a fishbowl and after work we had a few cigarettes and i pissed off my roommate a bit. then we went to a mutual friend's house and something very strange and unexpected happened between me and his roommate. and we went to the bar. there was your roommate. she got mad on wednesday because we had been smoking in ( Read more... )

i was never a good swimmer.

inside of my head, behind the eyes, is knotted and frayed cotton. i tie knots to remember the important things. our first kiss. your hair in my hand. when you sang the song you wrote for me. how i couldn't breathe. knots and knots and knots. i don't remember what they are all for. i'm sorry.

i feel so disembodied these days.
a curiously hungry phantom &i always want more. more. more.
more smoke, more mirror, more lace, more black, more. more. more.

if you don't regret it does that mean it wasn't a mistake?

i maybe will just listen to joni mitchell tonight. instead.

it snowed all day.