i just wanna stay home and write. no work, no rugby, no strange girls that are too young for me, no boys and girls club, no plasma, no opening and closing so annie can go outside.

just me and a keyboard.

what about memory apoptosis? i love you, kristina, but let me apologize ahead of time: i will only remember this date, this day, this experience, a few times before it will fade away and no longer exist before me. like a thief in the night, the void comes to annihilate my memories and you will not know the appointed hour. it will be two weeks, ( Read more... )

i just want my ankles back

why can't i get over listening to sad country songs?

1. Reply with your name and I will write something random about you ( Read more... )

hooray for rugby ( Read more... )

i seriously want to shoot myself my cramps are so bad.

why does it have to be such a debilitating pain?

am i totally crazy if i want to join the peace corps and leave this time next year, and then come back in 27 months and go to medical school ( Read more... )

have i secretly pined away for you for years? have i taken my feelings for you and hid them deep inside myself, so deep that even i couldn't find them ( Read more... )

cigarette-stained voice

this is the phrase i have been looking for for almost 3 and a half years and it finally came to me tonight as i was doing crunches at the gym. that was her voice that night, cigarette-stained. i just never had the perfect, succinct phrase to pin it to the wall, pinned and wriggling.

i was laying on the ab-bench, thinking ( Read more... )