Anyone still use this thing?

It's weird. I lift up my hands and curl my thumb and fingers into the middle of my palm, one after another. It's a quick motion. I tilt my head to the right, trying to pop my neck like an athlete. I wet my lips, just like I do before a kiss. I take a deep breathe and lean back in my chair. The chair tilts back; I close my eyes. I open them. After a ( Read more... )

clatter, clatter ( Read more... )

born soon,
worn and torn
some friends,
a "hooah," one or two

barely wanting
own place
there's hope, I spose,
in grace.

I've never heard someone chew gum so god damn loudly in my life.

I look at this moment right now and I can't describe it. In fact, how can anyone ever describe a moment? As soon as it's there, it's also gone. Gone. Bam. 1 second ago? Gone. .5 seconds ago? Gone. 10 milliseconds ago? Gone. The fleeting moments of life can never be held onto. Time takes them, wraps them up into memories, and then only delivers them ( Read more... )

The slow, curious waves of thought are starting to etch themselves in the brain. The mind, a rather logical creation, passes on the emotionally-charged impulses to the fragile heart. Do not misunderstand me. I do say the heart is fragile, but this is not to say it is weak. It is rather quite pugnacious; a relentless fighter who constantly must ( Read more... )

Haha.

Man, what the hell am I doing? Like really, what the hell am I doing?

If I had a clue I would be where I am today four years ago I would probably have cried: both tears of joy and sadness. My life is a bit of both, as I suppose anyone's life really is. The biggest difference between me now and me then is that truly I am an optimist. I still have a lot of the same faults (and new ones not to mention) that I had when I ( Read more... )

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