i am sitting in my living room with my dog wrapping presents and watching the snow fall, drinking hot cocoa, and my christmas tree is lit... how holiday-ish of me.
haha. all i need is some christmas music... oh dear. i'm doing it, i'm going to pandora.

winter is nice, albeit freakin' cold!!! it's been in the single digits most of this week.

when i was in high school, i had a place that i could go that was my hideaway for when i was feeling like i needed some escape. when i moved to college, i told myself that escape is not the solution and that there are other ways to handle problems ( Read more... )

i have stopped thinking about you. you are my past, a past i won't live again.
a new tree has been planted, a tree in ground that is not soiled by you.
like the autumn leaves that are arriving, i have changed and am still changing, and i like who i'm becoming.

each leaf that falls from my branches is a thought of you that leaves me.
and once they're ( Read more... )

there are moments when i wish that i had never met you.

i hate that, because you mean a lot to me;
and i trust you;
but my life is less complicated without you in it.

it's all very confusing
and i'm sorry.

please i want everything to be okay

I never untie my shoelaces, they are just always in a knot. I’m still not sure if this makes my life easier or harder. con: it takes more strength to shove my foot in my all-stars, but pro: it also takes less time than it would if I had to sit down and lace them every time I put them on.

con: it makes it harder to escape, if needed. because your ( Read more... )

I am like my home town.

I feel like I'm at the center of everything -- but nothing at the same time.
I'm a rest stop; waiting for something to come along, someone who probably will never notice the highway sign anyway.

really, I guess that's also a lot like my new town... except it's not the center of anything.

well, notice this!
EXIT 106

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as you once said, it is easy to hide your shame on the telephone wires. but I dialed you recently and the recording of a woman’s voice told me that your number no longer exists, and that “I’m sorry, it’s not my fault.”

well, those corrections on directions didn’t help too much. I was lost, traveling down all ways of this maze, trying to reach you ( Read more... )

to quote the lovely devon williams:
a year has passed, and i don't know where you are....

has it really been that long? wow.
i think the best thing i got out of our relationship was this:


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these scribbles are read in stained ink, written in red for you.

tell me the euphemism for becoming nobody. tell it like a secret, like we're lost and running from the found. (whisper me the trick to wish us away, to just slip away to be with other lost socks, and hope we'll find our match).that was not good enough for you, you whose words were so ( Read more... )

sometimes i wonder.
am i a magnet for apathy?

the other day my friend found a note in a coffee shop desk drawer and she read it to me because she knew i would love it. and i did. it was written on a piece of brown paper bag.

So, I just ate a sandwich. And I feel like Celibrating life Everyday. I hope your happy, too. Trees don't care what you ( Read more... )