Your Passion is Orange


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a telling sign

read

backward,

loosly

interpreted

as love.

shut your eyes

and

smile confusion.

*blink*

as i roll

those words

[read backward]

on my

tongue.

Somehow when Jenn and i were waiting to be seated at this wood-fire pizza place [crowded as all heck, with people just barging in front of us, but then i thought of doing that also, honestly]...as i was saying, homehow i just lost all sociality and wanted to kick annoying people [being 99.9%] in the shins. Thats my thing.....kick'em in the shins ( Read more... )

Washington Square ( Read more... )

5 days in Lewiston Idaho and i am pleased to say i'm relatively unscathed. Relatively. Its just cause i grew up there that i can be in and out and still be me. It helps that i havent lived there in 10 years and the wounds have healed. Used to be that when i arrived i would feel the full weight of stomach and lungs squeezed into my size 6 feet and ( Read more... )

I've just finished Donnie Darko. It strips me raw emotionally. It touches the depths of my soul. Other movies that leave me sobbing and questioning include:

1. Harold and Maude
2. The Business of Fancydancing
3. Heavenly Creatures

I like dark movies.

Dark as my soul.

"sometimes i wish we would all just stop talking" thank you, soulcrush, this is an oh-so relevent phrase right now. Sometimes i am shocked at how negativally cynical i can be whilst being very.....ah fukk, i just call it realism. Grounded in truth.
Feel as though my blood is too heavy for my skin, too much pressure on my bones. Limbs have an urge to ( Read more... )

No, this is not an entry about love [to your big whiney suprise i bet]. Tonight i let myself be dragged out to a bar called [the local "gay bar," she says in a a conspritoral whisper] Rumours. Its the only place you can really dance in this 70,000 person town, unless you want live music. I am a spaz dancer. Especially weekends at Rumours. Its all ( Read more... )

Usually i do not leave entries regarding regular every day stuff. Hmmm...maybe i am lieing about that and really i want to think that what i write isn't just everyday drivel [no offence taken i hope]. Lots of things go on with my student teaching and in "normal" life. Guess writing has always been a release for me, a way to keep the grey matter ( Read more... )

Actually no one asked for anything, i just like to have a little world in my head in which everyone is screaming my name and all i want to do is hide. I haven't mentioned this lately, but you can only believe about half of what i say. Its not that i lie, i just have an overactive imagination.
My dearest best friend's father passed away a few days ( Read more... )