"you should have seen it. i would have been there... running away to wake up in a lake of my own puddle of drool and tears" (i wish i drooled in my sleep, it would make certain situations so much funnier) thats all i had to say. i thought it was a great way to end the beginning of break. oh yes oh yes. imagine being too high to move, or fall ( Read more... )

learning about racism in ms. sutton like a button's class started out with the realization that i'm soooo naïve. i was interested at first, but after the dissection of the opening scene of aladdin, i would rather be unaware. its too late now. i went to see a movie with zach, aron, noah, and aron's dad last night and during the opening ( Read more... )

my mouth feels torn into, cut jaggedly, and sewn hastily ( Read more... )

i dreamed that colors were attacking me out of the darkness. swirling sparkles of doom. explosive came alive and danced around me like the bad guy from fern gully. and then consumed me and i was trapped within its glassy walls. good thing it burped me out again and i became a cloud of smoke, not unlike the cartoon at the beginning of i dream of ( Read more... )

why do you do this to me. i'm beyond not knowing anything anymore...telling the truth: half of this takes too long to do, maybe this whole thing is wrong. in the midst of feeling my most honest i can tell a lie. i can wait.

The word gets louder   every reverberation calls out to be something more. (flame.) the tea kettle screams. a baby ( Read more... )

not grounded tomorrow...WOOHOO!! i'm hecka excited. its gonna be so fun. i'm just gonna like... be so happy after school because i don't have to go home and be at my house at all. thats all i really have to say ( Read more... )

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looked down the city streets. the sidewalks seem paved with beggars. i wish i had money to share, or my pipe and a nicely packed bowl to help ease the coldness biting at their skin. i’m dancing because the strikers chants seem like a song and i want to join in and sing along, but i don’t know the words and my striped tights did not seem welcome ( Read more... )

Several weeks I have continued drowning my own hate and distaste in THC every night before I can drift into a dream. The visions that follow such exploitations are stained with self-indulgence. Pursuing my corruption is a day distorted by extraordinary passion and temper; I awake already submissive to the hours ahead. Disinclined from continuing ( Read more... )

i was eating dinner at the perras's last wednesday, or rather eating fortune cookies while justin and zach ate everything else and my fortune was "it is the truest valor to dare to live". thats not even a real fortune, its just telling me an opinion. ... the fortune cookie business is really going downhill.