We are feral and better yet, we are plain ( Read more... )

I miss her. So. Much. I'm not the type to admit such things. I'm not the type to do such things. "I miss ____" isn't normally a part of my vocabulary. But I miss her, in a very real and tangible way. The absence of her touch of her presence is like a sore on the roof of my mouth I can't stop tonguing. I miss her so much I don't want to think, ( Read more... )

I still may not find it any easier to interact with people socially [even friends sometimes], but I'm finding it easier to accept that fact. It's not so much that I really fretted over what others thought of me so much as it was a sort of Sartrean problem: I saw perspectives of myself I didn't like reflected in other people. I saw myself as a ( Read more... )

...but I'm pretty fucking happy at the moment. For the first time in a while. This record is going amazingly, people seem psyched I'm writing more now, things are moving with the New Philadelphia Poets [incredible reading by us coming up at Bowery Poetry Club on January 16th for my New York friends], and then there's her. Her. Her. Her ( Read more... )

i really have absolutely no clue how to talk to or socialize with people and more often than not think everyone, myself included, would be better off if i made it a priority not to interact with anyone ever. i can't even talk to people anymore. and increasingly, i don't even WANT to. i'm terrified of talking to people. and it's not because i'm ( Read more... )

"The biggest defeat in every department of life is to forget, especially the things that have done you in, and to die without realizing how far people can go in the way of cruminess. When the grave lies open before us, let's not try to be witty, but on the other hand, let's not forget, but make our business to record the worst of human viciousness ( Read more... )

I don't quite know if I can handle this. I feel like I'm tearing at the seems.

what we do not understand/ about love we could/ contain in a thimble/ only because/ / it runneth over

Both the sheets ( Read more... )

She told me she's not in love with me anymore....