Today was eventful...in a way. Went to class, met a kid who wants me to sign up for a poetry slam...I'm considering it. It's kind of a personal thing, but why not share? I'm just not sure that my reading voice is up to "par ( Read more... )

So....Called Phil (we were supposed to hang out) but he wasn't home. Apparently he called at 12:19pm this afternoon. WHAT THE FUCK?!?! Who's up, dressed, and ready to hang out by noon on a Sunday????? Anyway, couldn't find anything to do, so I called Courtney to see if she wanted to get coffee. Drove out to Java Bay and found Paul (Paulie). ( Read more... )

Time has stopped. Well, either that, or it's moving repulsively slow. I honestly think that time is one of the most maddening elements of daily human existence. Too fast, too slow. Waiting for it to catch up like a drunk friend who's lost the way, or pushing it behind you, like memories too painful to speak of. I guess the reason I'm so ( Read more... )

My head is going to explode. Take that whichever way you want, but I mean it very literally. Seconds from now, it will be a gory parade with my brain confetti plastering itself to the windows. A pinata broken open by a bat, and some kid taking home my pituitary gland as a prize. Will someone save my eyes please? Sometimes they match the sky... ( Read more... )

Speeding streets to escape how I feel. Screaming songs we used to sing...late at night, before it became boisterous with bitter isolation. Wanting to wander away from the world. Wishing home was a little further so I could prolong this effortlessly empty room. Where we kissed and killed each other daily. Where hope was fought off by daggered ( Read more... )

Yeah, so Chris broke up with me...and it's the most horrible experience I've ever had to endure in my entire life. I feel like a piece of me is missing...which I guess is standard.
I'm trying to sign on to AIM and it won't let me and I want to put my fist through the computer screen...ugh!!!!!!!

Well, last night was pretty crazy ( Read more... )

Wasn't planning on writing...but what else am I supposed to do right now ( Read more... )

Something doesn't seem right today.
I couldn't explain if I wanted to. No sleep makes me anxious and crave it like a drug.
I feel like an emotional drunk. The annoying ones that never shut up.
This was supposed to be longer...but I can't even think.

I decided about 5 minutes ago that eating fetuses would be a good idea. Not exactly something that could make me millions...but nonetheless a profession indeed. My business will double as a back alley abortion clinic where my only surgical tool will be a coat hanger. They will be necessary because once Bush makes abortion illegal in ALL states, ( Read more... )