saturday is unacceptable, parents!

i feel like uncle adam after that fish got away

shit on a shingle as flaxy would say

i want to climb through my phone
and just hold you
and leave behind these empty kisses
feel home
feel warm and safe

gods, make friday come quickly
this is wonderful torture

they admired paintings ( Read more... )

four and a half on the phone, in the car ( Read more... )

my head spins ( Read more... )

This boy was just sitting there. He was just sitting there and laughing. Laughing at a joke his friend made. The joke his friend made about their conquest. Their conquest left her there. Left her there bleeding and crying. Bleeding and crying she crawled to the bathroom. The bathroom where she could make herself clean. Clean like the new pavement ( Read more... )

For the past four years of our lives we’ve labeled and been labeled. She’s the math nerd. He’s the jock. She’s the band geek, drama queen, Latin freak, dyke, fag-hag, cheerleader, suck-up, wannabe. He’s the man-whore, academic bowler, queer, science fair winner, fat kid, senior class president. She’s the best looking. He’s the most talented. She’s ( Read more... )

Things aren't looking up or down, just less foggy. The muddied waters are clearing a little, and the stream has begun to flow again. "Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by." O Ovid. I must be passive. I must let this pass and be passive. I must pacify, let this pass, and be passive, yes ( Read more... )

I watched Capote with a good friend last night. Very moving ( Read more... )