I couldn't pick just one. It was either something from Rent or one of the many I/my dad have been obnoxiously serenading the house with today ( Read more... )

There's a problem with either me or the people here, or perhaps it's how we interact. At any rate, it's rather incompatible. But I'm finding that more and more people feel the same way, so I think this is a good revelation ( Read more... )

(The following is the final entry of a half-buried journal found at the beach. Next to it, the sand seemed to be packed more tightly, as if something of imposing weight had fallen on it from Heaven ( Read more... )

I guess it's still fall, right? Yeah, until December or something. So the title is appropriate, timely, apropos even, if you wanted to be posh about it ( Read more... )

This one's untitled, so far ( Read more... )

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Between rock climbing and capoeira, I've been told I'll become an animal. Which may very well be true ( Read more... )

Who is my mother ( Read more... )

I just found this. And I've been laughing for 5 minutes straight. Your hair. Your precious silly hair.


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Ah, yes, the slow dwindling of that seemingly eternal freedom I've grown to love... Back to the beach and breeze on Monday. Why don't I want to go back, again ( Read more... )