I rode up to the mountain twice, the first time listening to "It's in Our Hands" and putting my tongue on the window to see if it would stick. It snowed and snowed and snowed and when I would ride too fast my lips would burn. The second time I rode up with an old man, funny puns and cheese toast. He led me down a chute and I recieved the best ( Read more... )

Every time I walk through the throngs of people at Western, especially in this one particular place, I think about "All you breath or wear or see or hear on t.v. is a product praying for your fat ass dirty dollar - shut up and buy."

"I dreamt that you and I were still young
Laughing like little kids
I'll never know just how bad it hurt
Or what I did
I wish that we were stumbling fast
Down on Irving and 6th
I wish we were still making plans
But now, there's nothing to fix"

Now - who the fuck steals underwear? Only creepy Bellingham fools, that's who. I'm missing half of my stash and 2 of my favorites are gone. Messed up? Wrong? Completely ( Read more... )

Sam said, "We're going to the Top of Mt. Everest," and we all bit our lips to get feeling back in them. I turned back and everything expanded out ( Read more... )

I just read Francesca Lia Block's latest book, now I feel invincible. I love how her writing does that to me - I love how she makes me feel strong, sure, aware, accepted, like no one (not even the cold) is going to make me feel indifferent or wrong. No one can tell me that I'm a disappointment or that I don't look like she does or that my hair is ( Read more... )

I'm losing even more now that I'm home. At least the distance allowed me the capabilities to ignore - but when you're shoved right in front of it every time you open your eyes... it makes my heart beat faster (in a really difficult way ( Read more... )

I'm really sick of getting up day after day and going to classes and talking to people and brushing my hair and putting on clothes. I like the new Tori CD. I want to have my paintbrushes back. I wish I could leave. It's really cold.

( inside )

feelings, emotions, states of being/consciouness are sometimes affiliated with the environment you are inhabiting. i can't place my fucking finger on my environment. i can't figure out.

it's disturbing.

sweep me up